Poets | Bookstore | Poem of the Day | Top 40 | Search | Comments | Privacy
July 28th, 2014 - we have 234 poets, 8,025 poems and 115,441 comments.
Brooks Haxton - Rotgut

         The sun shall not smite thee by day, nor 
            the moon by night.     Psalm 121

On a hillside scattered with temples broken
under the dogday sun, my friend and I drank
local wine at nightfall and ate grapeleaves
in goat-yogurt glaze.  The living grape vines
bore fruit overhead.  Beyond our balcony,
beyond the Turkish rooftops, an old moon
touched Venus at one tip.  This vintage,
he said, would melt pig iron.  But I wondered,
were we drunk enough, and he said no.  I took him,
staggering and laughing, in my arms, and soon,
with snow at nightfall easing off,
another old moon slid into the hill
behind my dead friendís house.  He loved
that smear of light cast back on it from earth.

Share |

Added: Nov 10 2005 | Viewed: 173 times | Comments and analysis of Rotgut by Brooks Haxton Comments (0)

Rotgut - Comments and Information

Poet: Brooks Haxton
Poem: Rotgut
Volume: Uproar
Poem of the Day: May 22 2010
There are no comments for this poem. Why not be the first one to post something about it?

Are you looking for more information on this poem? Perhaps you are trying to analyze it? The poem, Rotgut, has not yet been commented on. You can click here to be the first to post a comment about it.

Poem Info

Haxton Info
Copyright © 2000-2012 Gunnar Bengtsson. All Rights Reserved. Links | Bookstore