“He thought he kept the universe alone;
For all the voice in answer he could wake
Was but the mocking echo of his own
From some tree-hidden cliff across the lake.
Some morning from the boulder-broken beach
He would cry out on life, that what it wants
Is not its own love back in copy speech,
But counter-love, original response.”
// Robert Frost
Brunch bunch menu included: tamarind wings, spinach salad, palomas, and rhubarb fools for dessert.