For the way grief leaps out unexpectedly, from Collected Poems, by Ron Padgett.
from Prose Poem (“The morning coffee.”) / by Ron Padgett
Papa Bear looks disgruntled. He removes his spectacles and swivels his eyes onto the cup that sits before Baby Bear, and then, after a discrete cough, reaches over and picks it up. Baby Bear doesn’t understand this disruption of the morning routine.