Sweet tea is a title that came to me several months after writing this piece. It’s an easy enough association to make as Sweet Tea and South have been long time friends. I wrote this while reflecting on the green and blue beauty of the Alabama country side. And as a poet I was also reflecting on all the energy and agony that goes into writing a piece. It’s like the whole of a person being purged through a strainer and pressed into a mosaic of stained glass.