Tea Leaves is an experience poem, a reflection on how some things will change you forever.
Tea Leaves – Experience Poem
The kettle's whistle signals0
the water's draw
to gush and settle
in the pot,
swerve the dry leaves and
extract the passing of
water and herbs
way over
to the far side
where nothing is
as it was before.
The brew, now
a fixed blend.
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