
“Toast of Wine” by Robert Smith
salubrious nectar
borrowed from gods
mortal palates enrapt
by intoxicant opulent
flavors diverse as the
fruits of the earth and
the inklings of tongues
it cultivates taste
ennobling man’s meal
improves his society
for he failed of friends
it enriches his solitude
dangers lie not in the
grape but arithmetic
sensible minds know
too much of a good is
a bad and that’s twice
true for red wine whose
hangover quotient runs
off the distress scale a
fact Italians learn young
From my book Onionskin
Mmmm, wine. Currently, whiskey. All facts the same otherwise. Buona salute!
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Sláinte
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Superb…..Bacchus will approve! 😉
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The arithmetic. ..point taken!
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moderation…
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Ah, is there anything like a nice glass of sangiovese?
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two?
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Pass the bottle this way please 😃 Wonderful, Paul!
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cheers
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Delightful. I have a glass of red wine most evenings with supper. Here’s a toast to your Christmas.
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lifting my glass…
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