The poems we create during Week 3 will be based on Fatima Naoot's poem "A Single Nose."
A tea set
Of many cups
With its noise and clouds of steam
The clinking of spoons against rims after dissolving the sugar
From a silent, single
Wearily waiting on the edge of an antique writing desk
For a sad lady
To arrive in a moment.
Clouds of steam
(they differ when they rise from many cups or from a single one)
Carry the flavour of delicious Indian leaves
Packed and shipped by many hands
To be drunk
The hiss of steam
Than the noise of noses
Sitting round a sizable set
On an oval table
In the middle of the room.
Whereas, from a single cup
A thin thread of steam climbs
Wearily seeking the nose of a lady