Tonight's Poet Corner: The Wine Wasn't Even That Good
The Wine Wasn't Even That Good
by Belinda Roddie
This is not
where the cork
is supposed to go.
Instead of rising
to the occasion,
it descends, while
the Cabernet erupts
in a sickly fermented
fashion: T-shirts
and glasses, carpet
and counters. And
once you pour
the liquid survivors
into a carafe, the cork
stays, sleeping,
in the hollow abyss.
by Belinda Roddie
This is not
where the cork
is supposed to go.
Instead of rising
to the occasion,
it descends, while
the Cabernet erupts
in a sickly fermented
fashion: T-shirts
and glasses, carpet
and counters. And
once you pour
the liquid survivors
into a carafe, the cork
stays, sleeping,
in the hollow abyss.
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