I sipped my morning tea today while dunking a just-made-yesterday spicy gingerbread biscotti. As the book title in the Unsplash photo by lilartsy says, “Life is good.”
Tabatha has this week’s Poetry Friday roundup at her blog with the fantastic name: The Opposite of Indifference.
A(nother) Year of Reading 
Life is good, tea is good! Sometimes the small words are the best words. (Love tea, love this poem!) xo
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A ‘quali-tea’ poem, Mary Lee. (I couldn’t resist. 😉 )
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I wish we could have tea together. You can bring the biscotti! Being home these last two days (Covid, maybe?) I’ve been steeping tea and loving the soothing way the scent (I can smell it!) and the warmth comforts me. Thanks for the reminder about the one word poem form.
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I’ll bet that chocolate icing was good with the ginger biscotti. I always marvel, since I watch a lot of British shows, the importance of tea in the world, and here perhaps coffee, something that glues society together, a way to connect.
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Oh yes, this is my kind of post. Hooray for the wonder that is tea. And you’re killing me with those ginger biscotti!!
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I love the repeated lines in your poem, Mary Lee. I’m generally a coffee drinker, but there’s something about tea on a chilly winter afternoon that warms the hands and heart and soul.
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Tea is for me and I will take a biscotti also. I make biscotti so I think I will try a gingerbread spice recipe but none look as inviting as yours. Would you share the recipe? Your poem makes me feel like I am in a kitchen sipping tea and tasting a treat from the past (but I never had gingerbread biscotti. “Tea invites conversation and contemplation.”Love this!
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That biscotti looks tasty, Mary Lee! I like that tea fits everywhere, in every cup. Just like poetry. xo
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I may need to make some biscotti after this, Mary Lee, while sipping that ‘small word’. I love your poem praise. Keep warm. I imagine many are staying in this weekend.
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Life does look good!!! I have been making tea from a recipe told me by a new friend from India: honey, grated fresh ginger and a dash or two of cinnamon. Is it a proper tea? I don’t know, but it is delicious! And good on my throat. I love your tea poem… small words… another idea to try. Thanks!
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Yum! The whole post is yum. Thank you for the tea…that beautiful strong word that can start my day or end it. Oh, gosh…now you’ve got me ruminating on tea.
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“Tea is no small thing” is so true. I love your poem, Mary Lee, and those biscotti look delectable!
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Yum is also a small word. Yum to tea, to a cloud of steam, to das leben, to biscotti, to chocolate drizzles. I like getting peeks into this new life that allows time to bake something not once but twice. ❤
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I’m breathing in your tea as reading your poem and digesting its myriad joy, delicious for all my senses—thanks for this yummy satisfying post, and I 💗 the steamy pic too, thanks!
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Tea is my favorite drink! I start each day with a cup of hot black tea. I also like unsweetened iced tea. Your poem makes me want a cup now…but, alas, it is too late in the day, and I’m out of decaf! I couldn’t agree more…tea is no small thing! Thanks for your post! I enjoyed it!
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Oh, I am definitely a lover of tea! Most especially green. Sipped often. Best hot. But can be taken at any stage in the cooling process. Wish I was closer, and could try it with spicy gingerbread biscotti – and you!
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Hey, I recognize those biscotti! 🙂 What a delightful tea-centered poem, Mary Lee. I especially love the third stanza and you’ve crafted the perfect final couplet. Well done!
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