Long Riesling Poems

We had saved our precious stock of grandpa’s grape
prepared the ground and amended the soil.
After laying out the orchard, we planted cuttings with our own hands.
Fed the young vines with love and creek water
and waited...

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Mindfulness

Mindfulness is being in the moment, with the past
A dim memorial and the future ripe anticipation;
Without investment of self in uncertainty and “when I…”,
Just living life in the now.

I read the book of recipes and...

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COOKING WITH JIM                      

actually, with him in spirit, in the kitchen 
of his quaint...

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Most women would jump at the chance,
Of a night in a flash restaurant,
And at one stage my wife was the same,
Now it’s something that she doesn’t want,
She’s quite happy to eat take-away,
And sometimes she’ll go...

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We asked for nothing more
than a Musik sheet the war 
was nearing an end you and 
your bruder was quite young 
your wounds were healing as 
we kneeled at Saint Sebastian 

Church Rome 1944 mass...

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No one ever wrote a carol about the moments after...
Faced with a mountain of wrapping
Once so carefully placed on a package
With tape, ribbons, and bows
Now all shreds on the floor 
Like dead soldiers strewn across...

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Chianti, Riesling, Chardonnay;
What kinda wine we gonna have today?
Pass that bottle, if you please -
I think I'll have a little more Chablis!

Swirl that stuff 'round in the glass...
Show 'em all that you got class!
Has it...

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Dark honey tanned skin glistens
    From the moisture of humidity.
The ladies flirt shamelessly with 
    You, but your eyes gaze upon me.

Your stature looms at six foot three.
 ...

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On the last Thursday before Labor Day							

Janey and Sue-Sue sneak down 

to Alison’s beach in Harpswell						

to slam bottles against the rocks at low tide.


Only tinted vessels will do like blue Zinfandel 

and violet Riesling. I...

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I see so constantly
the mother I wish not to be
a trainwreck citing meat too lean
malnourished and mis-wed by seventeen

I am the feet that swell and sore
under plum-bruised body and broken back
an assembly line of plastic...

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The days of 
wine and rose's 
enchanted pose's 
I think of you 
nothing added 
nothing taken away 

my thoughts follow you 
wandering about 
what's left from 
the midst of your 
melancholy mannerism 
captured beyond 

wholly...

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Do you remember, dear, we were young
It was dusk and we’d gone horseback riding
Stopped to sip riesling wine
Nibble grapes and cheese

With much passion you unfurled your intentions
Detailed how you saw the future together
Getting married, building...

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Used to live in
Strasbourg:
9, Quai de Paris.
The piers in that
city
Were on canals.

Window flower boxes
On Alsatian cafes,
Choucroute garnie
entres
With onion tartes.

Venders sell hot
chestnuts
In Orangerie park.
I'd sight-see after
dark
La Petite France.

Notes: Choucroute
garnie is sauerkraut
slow cooked with
Riesling white wine,
potatoes, ham,
sausages,...

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