Teatime

TeaTime by Malak Quota

I would be alone today
were it not for the geese
parading across the yard
in their grey and black uniforms.

They slake their thirst, drinking
from puddles of maple leaf tea.
Heads bobbing, they search
for snacks on the grassy lawn.

I sip my Bengal Spice tea,
beg the geese to stay
until the sky clears.


 

Wilda Morris is Workshop Chair of Poets and Patrons of Chicago, and past President of the Illinois State Poetry Society. Morris has published numerous poems in anthologies, webzines, and print publications. She has won awards for formal, free verse, and haiku, including the 2019 Founders’ Award from the National Federation of State Poetry Societies. Her most recent collection is Pequod Poems: Gamming with Moby-Dick (Kelsay Books, 2019). Morris lives in Bolingbrook, Illinois, where she writes poems in response to works of art, nature, social issues, scientific articles, scripture, and poems written by others.

Malak Quota is a Saudi filmmaker and content director with a focus in animation. Her films have screened internationally and won many awards. She has worked in an array of industries and productions from gaming to digital agencies and is currently an assistant professor at Zayed University in the UAE. Her work infuses reality with fantasy and she experiments with mixed techniques to create moving art that captivates the audience both visually and emotionally.

This poem was previously published on highlandparkpoetry.com.

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