Leaf 367 – Reflections
This poem was originally written
and posted on Bluesky in response to a #dailyhaikuprompt to write a haiku using
the words: ‘withering’ and ‘tea.’ Like almost all people from Britain, tea has
always been one of my favourite drinks – but not just the usual black tea with milk preferred by many in the UK, from an early age I also liked Earl Grey, Assam, Orange Pekoe, and
Lapsang Souchong. Jasmine Pearl has always been a favourite of mine too. I’m
not sure when I first tried green tea, but I do remember the first time I tried
Houjicha in Japan, Puer in China, and Masala Chai in India (see also, Leaf 288). I think one of the
things I like most about tea-drinking is the great variety in both taste and
aroma. To my mind, at least, there really is nothing more relaxing than a nice cup
of tea.
Scenting withered grass –
steam rises from
fresh green tea.
