Saturday, April 11, 2009

rain rubs the spoons

There's a tea shop in town that sells the very sexy teas of Mariages Freres. I visited there often about a year ago just to smell the teas, and rub the leafy crumbs around in my fingers. I wrote some poems about the different varieties, but then threw most of them away, leaving a series of fragments. The short series is up today at Fraglit, a journal of fragmentary writing.

& in case the tea's too bitter, have it with some hilarious cake.

7 comments:

Nic Sebastian said...

your work is so amazing - even the fragments. Go, you!

Charmi said...

Wonderful, Sarah!

SarahJane said...

Thanks Nic & Charmi. It's an interesting journal. I havent read everything in the issue, but I also liked the Pond Poems so far.

Anonymous said...

The names darjeeling, oolong and puur are wonderful, but chandernagor and jiangxi truly conjure a cure for my rising yang and unblock my day.

Thanks

megalopoet said...

YUMM! oh, how i loved those!
word verifier is *binge*--which i shall do in your exquisite charms, upon your delectable poems.
xox

Anonymous said...

What lovely poems. They evoke the actual tea shop, which I was lucky enough to visit in Paris a few years ago.

Liz said...

Brava! Sarah...top-notch work as per usual.

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