prompt #9: tea and memory

My grandsons ask for tea ~

Tea, GiGi! Tea!

They like it English fashion:

hot black tea with milk & sugar

served in a Beatrix Potter cup.

The way my own two sons drank it

the way I drank it as a young woman

long ago & far away. Before

there were rabbit cups & saucers.

And strong mint tea, served

in ornate glasses, gilded traceries

along the rims. Syrupy with sugar,

held carefully between fingertips.

And cool herbal teas, tall & frosty

with condensation, sweet with fruit

& Demerara, stirred with my mother’s

sterling spoon, on my grandmother’s saucer.

Tea’s steam rising    curling

winding around us like a daisy chain

holding us together. Memory

blossoming along its links.

 

One thought on “prompt #9: tea and memory

  1. ‘Tea’s steam rising curling
    winding around us like a daisy chain
    holding us together. Memory
    blossoming along its links.’

    I love the movement in this poem – the weaving of memories; the sensory invitation to a variety of tea experiences along with their visual/felt context. Thank you!

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