I see myself in teapots
rear projected silhouette
overlapping
bronze urn enamel
and that
“Polly Put the Kettle On”
phoenix covering
Qing Dynasty and Royal Doulton
porcelain glazed over
like white peonies edged in pink
beside the shed door
At nineteen
I discovered
tea cozies
quilted blankets
for bone china
playing mother in a garden
pouring out hot mugs
into cream
even that Texan
Japanese lustre ware
or
the perfect
last Christmas gift
stayed warm
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