Tanka · Peace
Morning Tea
steam off the green tea
curls once, considers the room,
then is gone — the cup
warm in both my hands, the slow
unhurried gift of morning
Original poem © QuillOak — free for personal use.
“Morning Tea” by The QuillOak Editors — quilloak.com/poems/morning-tea-tanka
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