Pippa Little

MIGHTY PAIR

This was one of two 
I swooped on in Barnardo’s
For our early morning coffee, always
The best, smokiest, sweetest:
I dissolved brown crystals into golden shine, 
We drank it encircling honeysuckle
With both hands… 
When l dropped mine, shearing the handle off like a useless question mark, 
l couldn’t look at it for weeks. Yours, still pristine, sits in the cupboard. 
You are gone beyond breakfasts, 
holding hands, and suchlike now. 
Today l got out the glue, 
and though the crack’s quite clumsy, 
here’s to new-mended life, cupping daffodils for you beside your candle.