—A cocktail for cycles too old to break and too beautiful to survive.
You’ve had this drink. You know the note.
The bitter bloom. The smoky throat.
It’s poured the same. The glass remembers.
You’ve lit this match in past Decembers.
The Scotch returns, a tired flame,
Still warm, but never quite the same.
Amaro deep, a velvet sigh,
The echo dressed in evening’s dye.
A twist of orange, ritualized,
You watched it fall. You never cried.
You sip. The ice resists, then yields,
And once again the cycle seals.
No change. No pause. Just quiet art.
A loop you carry in your heart.
It’s grief. It’s grace. It’s one more spin.
And somehow, you still let it in.
📜 Elegy for Repetition – The Recipe
- 1½ oz Peated Scotch (or lightly smoky for softness)
- ¾ oz Amaro Averna (or Montenegro for more sweetness)
- 1 dash Orange Bitters
- Garnish: Expressed orange peel, dropped without drama
Instructions:
Stir gently over ice. Strain into a chilled coupe or rocks glass over a large cube. Garnish quietly. This has all happened before.