Vinum Daemonum Poem by rich soos
Vinum Daemonum
my embroidered grammar is
kneaded into loaves that sit
to rise in the morning sunlight
the dough is patient and changes
shape by noon, vaguely resembling
its past incarnation of dizzying
language spilled from an
enclosure which houses ink
and gauges the ink with
some precision
from A Foreign Landscape (1984)
Monday, November 21, 2016
Topic(s) of this poem: language,wine,writing
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poetry is vinum daemonum - the wine of devils
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