Taking Tea

April 8th, 2013 by Magdalena Tabor

Cups and saucers
Plates and platters,
Stacked at rest
From clink and clatter.
Silent as the sunlight
Every rim.

Chips and hairline
Fractures bared.
Honesty in blankness
Choosing one to ease
Its care
And fill to brim.

Form and function.
Nibbling on
The caused compunction.
Sipping simply
In conjunction,
Poised and prim.

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One Response to “Taking Tea”

  1. Michael Tabor Says:

    Though I’m not a tea drinker, this is an exquisitely written poem and perhaps is something which one would find on a book of Zen and the art of Tea drinking.

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