The Tea Ceremony: What Just Might Be Beginning

August 29, 2015

He wished he could fit its beak
over his own rough mouth
and not have the seagull betray
his knowledge of what to do.
The seagull had cried
and so he had cried too.
Its lips were red and pure—
that could be deduced. But what else?
What might just be beginning—
a cry that was sympathetic to
a knowledge that they all felt was
important, but no one could put
his finger on. This bird’s
too tight for flight, they said.
Too loose not to be real and regal,
not to be, simply, an example
of breath and beauty, cream and cake—
a tea ceremony of enormous size—
screamed at by the seagull
as it changed and changed again

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One Response to “The Tea Ceremony: What Just Might Be Beginning”

  1. thefeatheredsleep Says:

    Beautiful


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