Saturday, January 31, 2026

Winter Coffee, Ever-New Love (Sonnet) Comments

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When winter's breath lies softly on the eve,
We sit with coffee, dark with curling steam;
Its gentle warmth bids silent cold to leave,
And lifts the heart from frost to waking dream.
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Dipankar Sadhukhan
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