Mourning Tea (Copyrighted 2014)

Mourning Tea

(in the style of Li Young Lee’s poem Early in the Morning)

 

While the faucet escape still is the spout runaway

In water, frothing footloose in bubbles desperate for release,

Before the kettle’s detainee is given duty to steep leaves of tea,

Before the dawning aura spoons honey into the stewing steam,

The sink basin stares facelessly back at me, as I lose my thoughts

Like froth bubbles to air, to dripping of the faucet,

Steady pattering, as do tears from hollowing sockets.

 

They are not awake, those to whom my blood relates

Entombed, and after whom hotly boils

And for whom freights heavy sighs,

Thick with inner toils, while cries denied slip away

Into the drain below because I know

Father does not wish to sip tea with me, too

Preoccupied by sleep and chasing its dreams.

Mother finds the tea tastes bitterly and so

Draws back the blinds to lighten the room in cloying sweet.

Sister brews fermented, black leaves and cares nothing for my green.

 

While I sip alone, this mourning, wondering if I could

Escape through the window, into new dawning, and they be there

To catch my fall below, as family finally.

 

Shall I look elsewhere for company? Two for tea?

Will they notice me take my leave for steeping in love’s safekeeping?

Will they take to seeing or leave me to burn dry on the eye of the stove?

Will they wake when the door creaks,

When the faucet quits the leak, when I’ve found my own road,

When my absence speaks?

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Asha Gowan

I am an aspiring poet, novelist, musician, visual artist, and a die hard jazz enthusiast (partial to writing). I did not have a choice in the matter as both of my parents are creative to the core. Van Gogh beautifully painted the artist's portrait with his words: "The more I think about it, the more I realize there is nothing more artistic than to love others." I've made that ideal the primary catalyst for my work. Born as one of nature's esthetes, beauty is the goal of every song, every poem, every piece of art. Beauty that will touch the hearts and minds of others. I try to design my art to be healing and empathetic. I study and find intriguing people of all kinds, which informs a lot of my insights. I've drawn inspiration on the art of positivity, of spiritual uplifting from writers like Throeau, John Muir, Ohiyesa (Charles Eastman), the psalmist David, etc. Seeking a unique verve in my style, I make thorough investigations of all sorts of art and challenge myself to the hilt for the growth of my ingenuity. I am eager to share my musings with everyone here and wish to disseminate them. Thank you!