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Tea at Dawn
Christine Jackson


She stands at the kitchen window
with her cup of chamomile

and appraises the yard
where her perennial garden thrives.
Michaelmas daisies form
violet starbursts with centers
like tiny suns.
Goldenrods arch into delicate curls
next to lavender clouds of chrysanthemums.
The window glass mists over with
steam from her cup
as a buck with a full rack
emerges from the air.
He bends and grazes
through her pink flowers of sedum
then disappears into the woods
like a brown haze of smoke.

© by Christine Jackson.
Used here with the author’s permission.




Christine Jackson grew up in New England and now teaches literature and creative writing at a South Florida university. She also helps to organize writing conferences. Learn more about her at



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Made me smile and say "Ahhh." Janice
Posted 09/27/2016 01:56 PM
The buck "emerges from the air." Yes.
Posted 09/27/2016 09:40 AM
Lori Levy:
Posted 09/27/2016 09:36 AM
If there was a 'LOVE it" button I would press it again and again!
Posted 09/27/2016 08:34 AM
Larry Schug:
What a wonderful painting with words! No editorializing, no comment, only a picture the reader can place her or himself within.
Posted 09/27/2016 08:07 AM
A palette of colors & aromas celebrating the senses! Thanks, Christine.
Posted 09/27/2016 07:57 AM
Yes delightful. Wonderful way to begin the day.
Posted 09/27/2016 07:09 AM
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