Some Green Tea Evening in Missoula

Some Green Tea Evening in Missoula

(Originally written in spring 07/edited 2015)   I have to start somewhere—so I’ll start with my tea bag quote: “You are true now, you were true then, and you shall ever be true—know this and you’ll be free.” I’m not exactly sure what this means, but my green tea tastes good.   White lilacs are blooming and the sky is still light at 8:51 PM. The air is warm—which is unusual for Montana evenings especially those in May. Heat wave could mean a bad fire season. Green tea tastes creamy.   Eastern Maple…continue reading →

Some Green Tea Evening in Missoula

(Originally written in spring 07/edited 2015)

 

I have to start somewhere—so

I’ll start with my tea bag quote:

“You are true now, you were true then, and you shall ever be true—know this and you’ll be free.” I’m not

exactly sure what this means,

but my green tea tastes good.

 

White lilacs are blooming and the sky is still light at 8:51 PM. The air is warm—which is unusual for Montana evenings

especially those in May. Heat wave

could mean a bad fire season. Green tea tastes creamy.

 

Eastern Maple trees are raining pale yellow pollen—

leaving the dust scattered in the streets,

on the dark red brick,

the lawn sprinklers wetting it brighter yellow—

mats onto the shoes and soles of the feet like thick straw rugs. I’d like to eat language—and the white lilacs…

but I’ll probably just stick with peanut butter and honey toast. Sticky and

sweet. Buttery green water too.

 

How did I never see biscuitroot before now? With its gorgeous yellow umbrella tufts—

the carrot family: Apiaceae. I once wrote a poem

called “The Carrot Family Pseudosonnet” for a poetry class.

Botany class extra credit on the final was to write a poem about

your favorite family. So I copied down what I remembered about the

pseudosonnet.

Little yellow umbrella flower

springing up everywhere.

Last sip.

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