Fewmets

I was trying to write an ode to coffee.

It did not work.

At the end of the second line I paused to think. I finally scrapped the idea after the word ‘few’.

While thinking I glanced at the auto suggest offering by my iPad. Fewmets. A word I met first when I was thirteen, reading The Sword in the Stone by T H White. Not really a word in common usage. How on earth did that get into the iPad lexicon?

Also known as theine, mateine, guaranine, or methyltheobromine, we know it best as caffeine. It coincidentally does have an association with fewmets via the famed Kopi Luwak .

Author: Uisce úr

Though I am old with wandering Through hollow lands and hilly lands, I will find out where she has gone, And kiss her lips and take her hands; And walk among long dappled grass, And pluck till time and times are done, The silver apples of the moon, The golden apples of the sun.

8 thoughts on “Fewmets”

      1. I agree. And sadly, though many deny it, the government reflects the attitude of much of the populace. Some of the Australia Day conversations I overheard (and refrained from joining) demonstrated this clearly to me. I have no time for patriots who venerate real estate over principles. I have lived among the broken people.

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  1. Two compliments in less than an hour. Only a short time ago a woman passing by called in to say hello and compliment me on my choice of morning music. She seems to think I’m unusual too. I was listening to the piano sonata in C sharp minor op 27/2, though not my favourite version. I think Rousseau plays it just a tad too slow.

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