Poetry Friday: the wine edition

I'm inspired by this article in the NY Times about Napa's Cabernets. It made me long to be home, lounging on my balcony, drinking an "elegant" and "graceful" glass of wine. I've never participated in a Poetry Friday before, but I'll do lots of things in the name of wine:


Wine comes in at the mouth
And love comes in at the eye;
That's all we shall know for truth
Before we grow old and die.
I lift the glass to my mouth,
I look at you, and I sigh.

~ W.B. Yeats (found here)

Eat, drink, and read wine-related poetry

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