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| Vo Thi Nhu Mai |
Poem: ” SPRING IN THE TEACUP”
From Western Australia
. now the slow spring breeze
even the peach trees hold their breath
The cold has delayed past the promise of swallows
. I chose the lotus West Lake’s hundred-petal bloom
still wet with morning
her scent, soft silk of memory
to cradle this year’s first tea
. In my quiet house, smoke curls from pomelo peel
and a whisper of rain braids itself into steam
you came from far away, but here
. watch the green buds rise
in the wide-mouthed porcelain.
they reach, they bloom
like something sweet to remember
. drink slowly, let the fragrance stay between us
let the lotus read where words would stumble
all of spring has gathered in this one cup
. and when you go, do not take perfume
take only this taste, this moment
carry it gently on your lips
a season the cup still sings
