Design for A Wine BottleIf a drop of wine dribbles down the bottle you must lick it off
1. Up in the vines, sweetness in the air, beauty passes, a basket under her arm. Ripeness carries the promise of joy and its progeny. The wind rumoured amongst the olives knots the vines. They stagger into winter.
Dryness, that made for easy picking, is dust under her step. Snake pits of grapes on the backs of trucks descend. Sourness rises from the town. The trampling has begun.
2. The essence of wine is its residue. The volume of cru is down this year due to the heat wave. Scarcity has heightened both the proof (average 15%) and colour (martyr reds, lime tinted rosé and pure gold white).
The church bell tolls. Silent prayer is the order of the gendarmes.
3. Harvest Dream
Up in the hills sweetness in the air
Beauty passing a basket under her arm
ripeness carrying the promise
of joy and its progeny
The wind rumoured amongst the olives
knots the vines they stagger into winter
The dryness that made for easy picking
Is the dust under her step
as she descends to where
the trampling has begun
Sourness rises from the town
Next spring I will drink her in