ODE Poem: ODE TO TEA, by Tanya Pilumeli

Perfumed clouds that echo twilight
lassoing the tongue,
seducing with full bodies –
I revel in your varied moods.

Darjeeling plies me
in its golden-tipped softness bittersweet.
I sink into the lusty hairy contours
of lapsang souchoung, curled like
smoke around my lips.
I fly into thought through the bold
humbleness of genmai green,
its toasty astringency a shroud
of knowledge.
Ceylon and I glide moonwards,
its thick body brittle, heaving and heavy.
Osmanthus floats me through the islanded
stream perfumed.
I cling with Assam and Nilgiri to high steep cliffs of days.

But I always come home again
and curl into nights dancing with the misty
loveliness of jasmine –
soft and shiny silver cloud.

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