Showing posts with label poem. Show all posts
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Friday, March 27, 2009

A Sussex Cream Tea Tradition

A Sussex Cream Tea Tradition


The Sussex afternoon light drops in the sky
The tea and scones grace the table
Beckoning tired family members to unwind

A man done with the day loosens his tie
The children quietly eat the scones and read fables
The peace surrounds the family traditions that bind

by Pauline Brannigan March 27, 2009

New England College had a campus in Arundel, England when I was an undergraduate. One of the traditions we often had for special occasions on the American campus in Henniker were Sussex cream teas in the afternoon. There has never been a scone that was more tasty than the first one I ever had at an International Student Council reception. One of my colleagues brought in scones today and was harassed because there was no poem to accompany the gift of the food. (A ditty about Cake had been presented earlier) I wrote this to bail him out and to honour the tradition of the Sussex Cream Tea....