letting the tea steep
the questions
we don’t ask
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Valorie Broadhurst Woerdehoff
Valorie Broadhurst Woerdehoff, originally from Northern California, has spent the last 39 years in America’s Heartland. Her poems, both long and short forms, have been widely published in magazines, juried journals, and anthologies in the U.S. and abroad. She has taught courses and workshops on writing, and judged writing contests at the local, national, and international level, including having served as a judge for the Haiku Society of America’s (HSA) Gerald M. Brady Memorial Award. A collection of linked verse she co-authored was shortlisted for the 2019 Haiku Foundation Touchstone Book Award and received First in the Marianne Blugar Book Awards from Haiku Canada in 2020. View all posts by Valorie Broadhurst Woerdehoff
Nice one Valorie! But when the tea is done…
Too true, Gregory. Thanks!
I love the association of steeping tea leaves with the questions, thoughts we ourselves “steep” inside! And the pause, outward silence while so much us inside the pot, unseen…
Thank you, Kath. I tend to be a "slow processor," so I need that pause for my thoughts to "steep." You said it well.
within this clear
leaves blend our tea
ideas steep
__Questions we search, Valorie…. hoping our "steep" will answer. Too, Kath, our inner.. "steep " may be our gift of life. _m
Agree, Magyar.
musing while our tea steeps–such a mirror image of what goes on inside–lots of questions, always the ones I can't answer easily.
Wonderful haiku, Valerie
Thank you so much, Mary Jo. I've learned over the years to sometimes not ask until I've reflected a bit.