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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=476080" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Ode To Wine</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Day-colored wine,<br>night-colored wine,<br>wine with purple feet<br>or wine with topaz blood,<br>wine,<br>starry child<br>of earth,<br>wine, smooth<br>as a golden sword,<br>soft<br>as lascivious velvet,<br>wine, spiral-seashelled<br>and full of wonder,<br>amorous,<br>marine;<br>never has one goblet contained you,<br>one song, one man,<br>you are choral, gregarious,<br>at the least, you must be shared.<br>At times<br>you feed on mortal<br>memories;<br>your wave carries us<br>from tomb to tomb,<br>stonecutter of icy sepulchers,<br>and we weep<br>transitory tears;<br>your<br>glorious<br>spring dress<br>is different,<br>blood rises through the shoots,<br>wind incites the day,<br>nothing is left<br>of your immutable soul.<br>Wine<br>stirs the spring, happiness<br>bursts through the earth like a plant,<br>walls crumble,<br>and rocky cliffs,<br>chasms close,<br>as song is born.<br>A jug of wine, and thou beside me<br>in the wilderness,<br>sang the ancient poet.<br>Let the wine pitcher<br>add to the kiss of love its own.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My darling, suddenly<br>the line of your hip<br>becomes the brimming curve<br>of the wine goblet,<br>your breast is the grape cluster,<br>your nipples are the grapes,<br>the gleam of spirits lights your hair,<br>and your navel is a chaste seal<br>stamped on the vessel of your belly,<br>your love an inexhaustible<br>cascade of wine,<br>light that illuminates my senses,<br>the earthly splendor of life.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">But you are more than love,<br>the fiery kiss,<br>the heat of fire,<br>more than the wine of life;<br>you are<br>the community of man,<br>translucency,<br>chorus of discipline,<br>abundance of flowers.<br>I like on the table,<br>when we're speaking,<br>the light of a bottle<br>of intelligent wine.<br>Drink it,<br>and remember in every<br>drop of gold,<br>in every topaz glass,<br>in every purple ladle,<br>that autumn labored<br>to fill the vessel with wine;<br>and in the ritual of his office,<br>let the simple man remember<br>to think of the soil and of his duty,<br>to propagate the canticle of the wine.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Pablo+Neruda">Pablo Neruda</a><div class=q>
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night-colored wine,
wine with purple feet
or wine with topaz blood,
wine,
starry child
of earth,
wine, smooth
as a golden sword,
soft
as lascivious velvet,
wine, spiral-seashelled
and full of wonder,
amorous,
marine;
never has on..."></div>
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