Tea-coffee
- Leung Ping-kwan

- Mar 13
- 1 min read
Updated: Mar 15
Tea fragrant and strong, made from
Five different blends, in cotton bags or legendary
Stockings—tender, all-encompassing, gathering—
Brewed in hot water and poured into a teapot, its taste
Varying subtly with the time in water steeped.
Can that fine art be maintained? Pour the tea
Into a cup of coffee, will the aroma of one
Interfere with, wash out the other? Or will the other
Keep its flavour: foodstalls by the roadside
Streetwise and worldly from its daily stoves
Mixed with a dash of daily gossips and good sense,
Hard-working, a little sloppy . . . An indescribable taste.
Translated by Martha Cheung. This poem appeared in Foodscape, published by Original Photograph Club, 1997. © Betty YY Ng




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