Tuesday, May 17, 2011

Good Wine is a Familiar Creature

When the sun goes down we meet
                   for an evening meal.

We bring three bottles of wine, one champagne
              their depth soon to be released     absolutely
                enjoyed           on the tongue

Unsure of which
                     succulent dish               arrives first,
we pop the champagne, froth in the glass
                                                    bringing us back to life.

Curried chicken with rice has a status of its own
         strikingly familiar
                                   with the one at home.

The waitress brings the pork, then the fish. Something
              spills on the table as minute as a bead.
                                      It rolls under the carousel
 and is gone.

                       White wine is the fruity kick of glass.

Three of us are very drunk.
             The fourth, who drives us home, who doesn’t drink,
                            enjoys the evening just the same

                and marbles              
                       the glazed eye of a fish
                                 through the wet space
                                            of the coffee table

spilled with roiled droplets…



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