- Non-Erotic Poetry
- This is a Dry Country
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Click hereTHIS IS A DRY COUNTRY
By BARUSHKO © 2004
In Mexico we would
smash
the tops off wine bottles with
brutal belly laughs deep
roars here this
country is dry the corks
standing up in wine bottles wither, wither
like faces on the old or the sun
worshippers it is
not done in other parts to
smash these wither-corked necks we
use gold toothpicks to dig
out the pieces, gold
diggers
to pick up the gold,
polite-flowing juice, some
nights when Baron Rothschild’s corks exhaust
my patience I
smash the neck to smithereens and
pour a little on the ground
before the sere shards hide
to later prick my gizzard
Toronto, January 28, 1978
- COMMENTS
YDDalmost 20 years agoThe writer has talent.
This is a sharp and crisp read,
but the enjambment at times seems done only for itself.
Why is "sere" suddenly such a popular word?
tarablackwood22almost 20 years ago...work. Very enjoyable read, written sure-handed and sharp.
annaswirlsalmost 20 years agoall I can say is whoa. This is damn good poetry. Stick around and share some more. Loaded with fresh images and metaphor-- damn.
