Frog Tea

 

Frog Tea 

A double golden shovel poem using two vertically written lines from Elizabeth Willis’s “The Witch”

A fellow traveler and I visited a 

witch to have frog tea… I 

will tell you the oracles we heard:

gaze at a past of 

wistfully longing but a future 

at taking your poor outlook to 

the dump. Become a woman of 

glitter by changing the present 

of today. A woman herself makes 

a difference by looking into a 

clear yellow owl’s eye on a dark 

night. Never trust a pigeon.