The stars are filming us for no one.
Carol Ann DuffyI like pouring your tea, lifting
the heavy pot, and tipping it up,
so the fragrant liquid steams in your china cup.
Or when you're away or at work,
I like to think of your cupped hands as you sip,
as you sip, of the faint half-smile of your lips.
She stood upon a continent of ice, which sparkled between sea and sky, endless and dazzling, as though the world kept all its treasure there; a scale which balanced poetry and prayer.
Carol Ann DuffyYou have me like a drawing, erased, coloured in, untitled, signed by your tongue.
Carol Ann DuffyThe Latin names of plants blur like belief.
Carol Ann DuffyI like pouring your tea, lifting
the heavy pot, and tipping it up,
so the fragrant liquid streams in your china cup.
Or when you’re away, or at work,
I like to think of your cupped hands as you sip,
as you sip, of the faint half-smile of your lips.
I like the questions – sugar? – milk? –
and the answers I don’t know by heart, yet,
for I see your soul in your eyes, and I forget.
Jasmine, Gunpowder, Assam, Earl Grey, Ceylon,
I love tea’s names. Which tea would you like? I say
but it’s any tea for you, please, any time of day,
as the women harvest the slopes
for the sweetest leaves, on Mount Wu-Yi,
and I am your lover, smitten, straining your tea.
- Tea
Mots clés tea
What will you do now with the gift of your left life?
Carol Ann DuffyMots clés inspiration hope poetry-quotes
I like to use simple words, but in a complicated way.
Carol Ann DuffyMots clés words
No jewel hold a candle to the cuckoo spit hung from the blade of grass at your ear. No chandelier see you better lit than here.
Carol Ann DuffyPoets deal in writing about feelings and trying to find the language and images for intense feelings.
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