I find our tribal human
mind will always fight against
the heart, missing the soul of
the matter at hand.

Unless the steady mentor’s
brush meets the tree’s gold-infused
sap, patiently stroking our
scars to rejoin us

we remain broken, shards of
ceramic tea pots, waiting
to pair our bitter matcha
with their coupled sweet.

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This Dodoistu poem refers to the Japanese Tea Ceremony, and Kintsugi — the art of repairing broken pottery with gold. I invite you to click on the included links to learn more about these beautiful rhythms and rituals.


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Hokis is an American poet of Armenian descent. She is Founder and Senior Editor of Headline Poetry & Press and a regular contributor to Reclamation Magazine. Hokis is widely published digitally and in print. Her poetic memoir "OnBecoming: Aesthetic Evolution of This Rising Ancestor" is available on Amazon or through your indie bookstore. For more, visit hokis.blog.