The Mourning Mist They shuffle, up and down, up and down; The mourning fog blinding their souls It’s a grind, a way of life Where true freedom is uncommon And slavery is the bottom of the, Line ______________ A long black line, The thin grey mist, A whisper of emotion, A colour on my lips; This is my ristretto A burst of bliss, A caramel kiss, That shatters through, The mourning mist; This is my ristretto. – The Ink Jester (Iain Sutherland) ____________ (Left) – The Original poem drawn on a “Strictly Coffee” napkin. The ristretto is an italian coffee brewing method, where a large quantity of beans is quickly extracted through the barista’s machine, leaving a strong caramel taste. The ristretto left my palate free of bitterness, and had a smooth, sharp, well rounded flavour that was so good, it inspired poetry. $3.50 from Strictly Coffee, down albany way (busker’s alley).