le vin blanc a refined taste, instilling confidence, a passionate love for luxury and finer more sweeter things in life planning the perfect crime leaving no details spared no need for napkins for le vin blanc is the prize itself
rosé pisin these turbulent days deserve some rosé a parasol on a terrace with scarlet seats reserved for three cubes of ice & thin hydrogen in their company, arrived this morning by prahu with salt still clinging to their hems, these days are gentlemen of fortune, brought syrah to drink their memories in golden chalices of luck
“It is always sad when someone leaves home, unless they are simply going around the corner and will return in a few minutes with ice cream sandwiches.” - Lemony Snicket
I ironically had just read @Leya's "champagne" poem and then took a look at this thread - what a fun idea to do a collab around different wines! Would be fun to do a poem on drink-pairings (like cheese, chocolate, etc)
Fun rhyming in the chardonnay poem and also enjoy that both of your poetic-voices integrate together seamlessly between authors.
Nice work!
you should know i am a time traveler & there is no season as achingly temporary as now
there needn’t be wine under almond trees in gloomy times with silver streaks in the sun I’ll get out my window cleaner and wipe those stains away so we can have a moment under the almond tree waving all the crickets back to their place & talk till we’re drunk on our own laughs and chatter, there needn’t be wine to do that for us, but I wouldn’t mind a bottle or two.
“It is always sad when someone leaves home, unless they are simply going around the corner and will return in a few minutes with ice cream sandwiches.” - Lemony Snicket
if i could save wine in a bottle the first thing that i'd do i’d let it slide down my throat it in a second, unless it could preserve for ages, and ages, until the end of the world was near - then i would have all the answers and wine would just be a happy cheer, while the roofs burnt of the yellow villas, the sun fell down on the earth & i’d watch cerulean sky turn into melancholy for i did it my way.
I can't believe no one has done a collab napo thread before? at least that I know of? that is an incredible idea - I love seeing how you both build off of each other's poetic "strengths" here and how your voices intersect at times while still feeling individually like yourselves when it counts.
^ I also love how wine is used here. it naturally carries layers of meaning: sensory, emotional, spiritual, dangerous, etc. and I've been enjoying seeing how each poem is dedicated to its own drink. rosé pisin is an awesome poem -> "a parasol on a terrace with scarlet seats / reserved for three cubes of ice / & thin hydrogen in their company" <3
some really gorgeous, lush poems in here! lovely work so far!
In a shadow there is the blessing of a shadow. — Kuki Shūzō
sí, señor, mushrooms in cream sauce, roasted pork, sweet ‘n sour duck, quack! quack, senor?
sí, sí, we are keeping the quack, dame un pinot noir, pronto! snapped his fingers and everything arrived as quick as quack.
sí claro, we’ll pay with two clean quacks if service truly runs that fast & time decanted that clean. like wine with finesse
without all this duck talk.
quack!
“It is always sad when someone leaves home, unless they are simply going around the corner and will return in a few minutes with ice cream sandwiches.” - Lemony Snicket
You got rid of them. Yes, that's just like you. Getting rid of everything unpleasant instead of learning to put up with it. — Aldous Huxley, Brave New World
