Poem found here: "Green Tea" by Dale Ritterbusch Below is Pan Long Ying Hao, the green tea that this poem is about: I feel this poem is straight forward in meaning. The green tea being brewed is a metaphor for how "you" wake up in the morning. Everything in this poem depends on the understanding of comparative physical imagery. But first, exposition, "There is this tea / I have sometimes, / Pan Long Ying Hao," The tone of the poem is casual, very conversational. It's like I'm talking to a friend over breakfast and I asked about the tea and the speaker has this magically knowledge to pass down. "so tightly curled / it looks like tiny roots / gnarled, a greenish-gray" what I like about these lines that it's not a metaphor. This is literally what Pan Long Ying Hao looks like. This type of description continues this casual conversation until: When it steeps, it opens the way you woke this morning, stretching, your hands behind your...
Formerly the RetailMFA, This is the Poetry Blog of Darrell Dela Cruz