Tea with Witches - Kate Chadbourne
Jun. 23rd, 2013 11:48 amPoison or honey, without flinching
drink what they hold out to you
They hum and gasp at intervals
hand round a platter of dew drops
It's unwise to eat more than your share
or less than would sustain you
If you want to laugh, laugh
Words are slippery as frog spawn, here
If tears seize you, shed them into the open
mouth of a vernal pool
Your lace skirt is your own business
No one expects you to bring flowers
But show them the star in the toe of your stocking
or the wind curled at the tail of your eye
And you will earn the right of return,
and all the moons you can swallow
From the current issue of Goblin Fruit.
drink what they hold out to you
They hum and gasp at intervals
hand round a platter of dew drops
It's unwise to eat more than your share
or less than would sustain you
If you want to laugh, laugh
Words are slippery as frog spawn, here
If tears seize you, shed them into the open
mouth of a vernal pool
Your lace skirt is your own business
No one expects you to bring flowers
But show them the star in the toe of your stocking
or the wind curled at the tail of your eye
And you will earn the right of return,
and all the moons you can swallow
From the current issue of Goblin Fruit.