Classic and Contemporary Poetry
BACCHUS, by JACK MERTEN First Line: The blood of full grapes swells my wooden goblet Last Line: Before the barred door of eternity. Subject(s): Drinks & Drinking; Future Life; Grapes; Wine; Retribution; Eternity; After Life | ||||||||
The blood of full grapes swells my wooden goblet and my lips drip purple with the stain; I squat and sip, with jaws and chin dripping blue drops of bitter sunshine and sweet rain; while thin passers-by, with cold, dim faces stare, pale as reeds in the veil of a misty river. I am the prophet of the grape who sit begging on the flagged steps before the barred door of eternity. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...IKON: THE HARROWING OF HELL by DENISE LEVERTOV LEEK STREET by LAURE-ANNE BOSSELAAR UNABLE TO FIND by LAURE-ANNE BOSSELAAR THE AFTERLIFE: LETTER TO STEPHEN DOBYNS 3 by HAYDEN CARRUTH THE AFTERLIFE: LETTER TO STEPHEN DOBYNS: 1 by HAYDEN CARRUTH THE AFTERLIFE: LETTER TO STEPHEN DOBYNS: 2 by HAYDEN CARRUTH WRITING IN THE AFTERLIFE by BILLY COLLINS |
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