by Robin ChapmanThe Half Glass
Some see it half empty, some half full.
This one you bring to me
Is half of the glass of beer we agreed to share,
Poured into glasses the cheerful waitress has sized to fit.
Our two half-glasses I see have become,
Like this late life with you, not a test of temperament
But the doubled gift
Of a full glass for each.
-From Love and Lust Anthology, Parallel Press (2011)
-Originally appeared in BabelFruit (2009)