On the Table

On the table
On the table
On the table by Edita Ďurčová
On the table
On the table

I love the smell of home,
where everything belongs in its place:
books on the shelves, coffee in a cup,
curtains on the windows, and I especially
love order on the table.
As always, there is a bowl of fruit
in which green apples are sweetly sleeping.
Letters from the peppers are also squatting next to it.
And the pestle and mortar won’t say a word…
What else is missing? – The bottle is there, look! –
This is my home. And my desk.

-Edita Ďurčová

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