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Famous Chianti Poems by Famous Poets

These are examples of famous Chianti poems written by some of the greatest and most-well-known modern and classical poets. PoetrySoup is a great educational poetry resource of famous chianti poems. These examples illustrate what a famous chianti poem looks like and its form, scheme, or style (where appropriate).

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by Bosselaar, Laure-Anne
...ghts it’s hard 

 not to blurt out Stop! Stop 
our babble: Pulitzer, Wall Street, sex,
Dante, politics, wars, have some Chianti...

 let’s stop and talk. Of our thirsts 
and obsessions, our bedrooms 
and closets, the brutes in our mirrors, 

 the eyes of our sons. 
There is time yet — let’s talk. 
I am starving....Read more of this...



by Browning, Robert
...ord 
Spoke in a huff by a poor monk, God wot, 
Tasting the air this spicy night which turns 
The unaccustomed head like Chianti wine! 
Oh, the church knows! don't misreport me, now! 
It's natural a poor monk out of bounds 
Should have his apt word to excuse himself: 
And hearken how I plot to make amends. 
I have bethought me: I shall paint a piece 
... There's for you! Give me six months, then go, see 
Something in Sant' Ambrogio's! Bless the nuns! 
They want...Read more of this...

by Lee, Laurie
...d queen of love 
Whose wanton form dilates as it delights. 

Her rolling tidal landscape floods the eye 
And drowns Chianti in a dusky stream; 
he flower-flecked grasses swim with simple horses, 
The hedges choke with roses fat as cream. 

So do I breathe the hayblown airs of home, 
And watch the sea-green elms drip birds and shadows, 
And as the twilight nets the plunging sun 
My heart's keel slides to rest among the meadows....Read more of this...

by Service, Robert William
...ce
On thymy heights, unwitting there
Was such a thing as science.

He would have crooned to his guitar,
Draughts of chianti drinking;
A better destiny by far
Than reading, writing, thinking.
So bent above his books was he,
His thirst for knowledge slaking,
He did not realize that we
Are worm-food in the making.

Ambition got him in its grip
And inched him to his doom;
Fate granted him a fellowship,
Then graved for him a tomb.
"Beneath my feet I can't allow
The...Read more of this...

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