Spring Tea
slowly
the pond woke
to spring
Midori knelt
in her flowered kimono
with its tight, white obi
and measured
the value of silence
from a bamboo dipper
over powdered green.
Tell me more.
enough enough
Anita Pinatti is a native New Englander, amateur photographer, and a late-bloomer who began writing poetry in her late-fifties along with a meditation practice. Her poetry has appeared in a variety of journals including Earth’s Daughters, Evening Street Review, Glimpse, SALT, and Vallum.
Amethyst Review 