Camel Sweat
and Other Songs
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Lapsang
Suchong satisfies me
In ways no
other tea can. I pour
Boiling
water onto the leaves
And comfort
my face in steam.
Tea and
memories swirl
When I allow
the solitude.
I swallow
the last sip.
Campfire
smoke lingers
On my
tongue.
When I cross
the mountains
Going east,
my heart sings.
I fell in
love with my first husband
Because he
smelled of saddle leather.
Pungent
sagebrush in dry autumn
Evening
makes me homesick
For the
first good years we shared.
I stand beside
my son’s grave,
Head raised
into the prairie wind
Hoping it
will carry off my sorrows.
But they
return
Mixed with
other tears
And blow
into my face
When I walk
barefoot
Across
Pacific tide flats.
I return to
my cabin, pour
Boiling
water over tea leaves,
Burn sage I
brought from home
And comfort
myself.
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