Green Tea
A zingy October day, over-hot
green tea
and the oak still in full leaf outside the window.
A few leaves spider around
the fragile glass,
tiny roots swirling through the substrata.
Sunlight razors through,
floods the cup
with brilliance, fires the spinning particles
until it looks like a chalice
of dying stars,
like I’m holding a glassful of the planet in my hands.
Julian Bishop’s first collection of eco poems called We Saw It All Happen was published earlier this year by Fly On The Wall Press. A former environment reporter for the BBC in Wales, he’s a former runner-up in the Ginkgo Prize for Eco Poetry and now lives in Hertfordshire, England.