Poetry before coffee

A different way to start the day

“Afternoon in September” (1971), by Jef Verheyen

The morning sets the mood, at least for a couple hours. And yet, for me, it’s so easy to grab the phone first—because it’s my alarm clock—and find my way into scrolling, into a mood I don’t want.

I’m not always good at this, but when I remember, I do find my day starts better if poetry comes first.

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