“Grapes” by DH Lawrence: A reading
Tim James follows “the tendrilled avenues of wine and the otherworld” in the poem “Grapes,” by DH Lawrence. So many…
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Hail, Burgundy
Swallows circle over Meursault. The air darkens. By morning hailstorms have destroyed crops across the Côte d’Or—chairs lie upended around…
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Vingt Vingt: A poem by Judy O’Kane
Vingt Vingt Vingt vingt:vin vin, you said,as we looked out into a new year, and for a momentwe could see…
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From Central Otago: Two poems by Judy O’Kane
Tasting Notes: Central Otago Schistshimmering,Central Otago, midsummer,our glasses swirling,straw-lined spittoon at our feet as the siphondips down into the barrelthen…
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La Tâche, Hughes’s Hen, and Vermeer’s Virginal: Andrew Jefford on wine’s transactional flaw
While so much great art and literature is affordable or free, great wine can be prohibitively expensive, making it available…
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