Tea-bowl for Kristie, #23 of 36, "Manna"

     "I've written couplets about each cup,
      Next time I'll write them on it.
      And if I get fed up with that,
      I'll then start writing sonnets."

Cup 23.

Crystals formed on the ash side facing the fire. They look like snow falling from a laden sky. Or manna from heaven.

My rhymes about each cup amuse me. Why else do I write them?

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  1, 2, 3,  4,  5,  6

  7, 8, 9, 10,11,12

13,14,15,16,17,18

19,20,21,22,23,24

25,26,27,28,29,30

31,32,33,34,35,36