Green Tea

By Dale Ritterbusch Dale Ritterbusch
There is this tea
I have sometimes,
Pan Long Ying Hao,
so tightly curled
it looks like tiny roots
gnarled, a greenish-gray.
When it steeps, it opens
the way you woke this morning,
stretching, your hands behind
your head, back arched,
toes pointing, a smile steeped
in ceremony, a celebration,
the reaching of your arms.

Reprinted from Far From the Temple of Heaven, Black Moss Press, April 2006, by permission of the author. Copyright © 2005 by Dale Ritterbusch.

Source: Far From the Temple of Heaven (Black Moss Press, 2006)

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Poet Dale Ritterbusch

POET’S REGION U.S., Midwestern

Subjects Relationships, Love, Eating & Drinking, Activities, Romantic Love, Desire

Poetic Terms Imagery, Free Verse, Simile

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Dale Ritterbusch is the author of Far From the Temple of Heaven (Black Moss Press, 2006). His poetry has been published in former U.S. Poet Laureate Ted Kooser's column, "American Life in Poetry." He lives in Wisconsin.

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SUBJECT Relationships, Love, Eating & Drinking, Activities, Romantic Love, Desire

POET’S REGION U.S., Midwestern

Poetic Terms Imagery, Free Verse, Simile

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