The kettle goes on first
Before the radio, before the phone, before the list: the red kettle and the four minutes it takes to boil.
Chapter I
Morning
06:00 – 11:00
First cups, the window, and the list for the day.
Toast, black coffee, the floral cloth
A breakfast that has not changed in three years, and the tablecloth that makes it feel like an occasion anyway.
Seven o’clock at the kitchen window
The cutting in the bottle has grown three roots. The page for the day gets written beside it, in pencil, before seven fifteen.
