Monthly Archives: September 2026

To be a small flowerIn a vase holding a pretty bunchOf the biggest, most gorgeous ones,Is as good as to not be in it. What was the gardener thinking,When they picked the blossomsThat would stand proudly on the tabletop?It is … Continue reading →

The tea leaves danceIn the boiling water,Lending to it,Their rich colour,Even as the aroma waftsInto the room yonder. The tea cup on the counter topIs a faded blue with indelible stains,And a chipped edge to boot. And yet it serves … Continue reading →