The Poem in The Cup
An Illustration and A Poem

There’s a cafe in that city which I want to visit so I dream about that place and the many conversations.
I thought of sketching that cup which I could see the pattern was held with deep red and indigo.
I kept the cup near a window and painted the image in my mind the vibrance of green, the subtle blue, and the absent clay.
This illustration will help me. One day I will travel again.
