Friday, January 05, 2007

With all tender honesty

cracked china cup
gilt edged
exquisitely hand painted
sitting off kilter on the saucer

still warm
tannin stains
about your ankles


Blogger Tongue in Cheek Antiques said...

Exactly my cup of tea. Sipping slowly, savoring moments!

1/05/2007 2:20 PM  
Blogger polona said...

so delicate!
love it.

1/05/2007 2:40 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I love, love , love the vulnerability in this, and how it is painted with beauty and acceptance.

1/05/2007 2:56 PM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Oh, love "ankles", makes me imagine a tea fairy.

1/05/2007 3:18 PM  
Anonymous marja-leena said...

That earth red is my my fabourite colour, and how interesting that the tea picks up the same colour in the shadow! I love how you've found a poem in such an everyday but lovely moment, like a little thank you.

1/05/2007 6:37 PM  
Blogger Pat Paulk said...

Sounds like a spill. Spreading the warmth and comfort of tea to your ankles. Love it!!

1/06/2007 4:35 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

A little history, a little of the present...I'd never thought of a cup as having ankles but now I will.

1/06/2007 6:36 AM  
Blogger floots said...

really liked that final image which seemed to carry more personal overtones and comments on perfection per se
i'm a mug man but i'm tempted to dig out a saucer now :)
thank you

1/06/2007 10:17 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I've been cold all morning so far; finally, from within comes warmth!

Thank you...


1/06/2007 10:37 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I love what you choose to photograph, how you crop your pictures. Really beautiful.

1/06/2007 4:00 PM  
Blogger Dave said...

I like this poem. And robin's right - nice cropping on that image.

1/06/2007 4:33 PM  
Blogger leslee said...

Very nice, both the poem and the photo. Delicate as china.

1/07/2007 8:19 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

Cleverly imaged, as ever, mb. I'm not sure how this one leaves me feeling. Sort of sweet and sour, if that's not inappropriate with regards to tea. My problem, not yours, of course.

Tea for one, not tea for two?

1/07/2007 12:12 PM  
Blogger trinitystar said...

A fine blend of words! :o)

1/08/2007 6:24 AM  
Blogger Don Iannone said...

Wonderful play. Lovely poem.

1/08/2007 6:44 AM  
Blogger MB said...

Corey, I'm glad you enjoyed it!

Polona, thank you.

Mermaid, absolutely. Thanks.

Zhoen, the notion of a tea fairy made me smile, thanks.

Marja-Leena, we're seeking warmth where we can these days.

Pat, pass me a napkin? ;-) Thanks!

Pauline, if a cup can have a foot, surely it has ankles?

Floots, you're an astute reader. I usually drink from mugs, too, but sometimes a cup is just right.

Alan, it makes me glad to know you found some warmth.

Robin Andrea, thank you very much.

Dave, the cropping was the most interesting part.

Leslee, thank you!

Charlie, one, in my mind. Think "mirror exercise."

Trinitystar, thanks!

Don, thank you. I'm glad you enjoyed the poem.

1/08/2007 8:24 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

OK, will do!

1/08/2007 8:55 AM  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

A chipped cup with tannin stain:

a natural object for warm, affectionate feeling.

1/08/2007 10:14 PM  
Blogger MB said...

Chuck, nice to see you back! Things can be wonderful in their imperfect state, can't they?

1/10/2007 8:51 AM  

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