November 05, 2006|By Ted Kooser

Poems of simple pleasure, poems of quiet celebration, well, they aren't anything like those poems we were asked to wrestle with in high school, our teachers insisting that we get a headlock on THE MEANING. This one by Dale Ritterbusch of Wisconsin is more my cup of tea.

-Ted Kooser

"Green Tea"

There is this tea

I have sometimes,

Pan Long Ying Hao,

so tightly curled

it looks like tiny roots

gnarled, a greenish-gray.

When it steeps, it opens

the way you woke this morning,

stretching, your hands behind

your head, back arched,

toes pointing, a smile steeped

in ceremony, a celebration,

the reaching of your arms.

Ted Kooser was U.S. poet laureate, 2004-06. Copyright 2005 by Dale Ritterbusch; reprinted from "Far From the Temple of Heaven," Black Moss Press, by permission of the author.

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