Poetry Explorer- Classic Contemporary Poetry, ANTIPODES, by CLYDE G. SPEAR


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ANTIPODES, by                    
First Line: Hate dropping from a small-necked vial black
Last Line: So drunk we cannot think.
Subject(s): Hate; Love


Hate dropping from a small-necked vial black
Puts poison on our food.
It is a devil, breeding devil-breed
That never does us good.

Love flows like wine from out a flagon red
Engulfing all who drink.
It is a magic brew that makes us dead,
So drunk we cannot think.





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