The Consensus on Wine

 

The consensus on wine goes back and forth

like a theological shuttlecock —

It’s good! It’s bad! The blood of Christ! Not worth

 

the toll to your heart, your soul! Eau de vie!

¡Agua del diablo! Friend of the Earth!

Fiend of dissolution!

                                  Easy to be

 

confused, and maybe that’s the point: wine shocks

the mind, blurs the words. The temperance creed,

though — wine denatured, God replaced with talk.

 

 

© Michael Fleming

Dummerston, Vermont

July 2024

 

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