A GLASS OF WINE

Side Viewโ€™s weekend challenge:
http://viewfromtheside.wordpress.com/2010/08/20/weekend-theme-2/

Wine is one of the most civilized things in the world and one of the most natural things of the world that has been brought to the greatest perfection, and it offers a greater range for enjoyment and appreciation than, possibly, any other purely sensory thing.
Ernest Hemingway

This;
My cherished ritual,
Happily shared:
Ceremonious selection of glass:
Ornate, baroque, clear crystal.
Careful extraction of cork.
Faithful as the clock;
For a moment
Forget the news.
Relax.
Cheers.

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23 thoughts on “A GLASS OF WINE

  1. Great poem;
    Personally I get the same relaxing, ceremonial feeling, and satisfaction from just seeing the bottle, and reading the labels of wonderfully preserved liquids of the vine.

    Unfortunately for me however, anything other than the occasional, (as I commented @ Adeeyoyo’s pos)t; One glass of Beaujolais โ€ฆ give’s me a massive headache.

    But, I still can not resist that one glass of Beaujolais; my favorite with a nice Fillet Mignon, seared MR in butter, with Portabella mushrooms, and a side of fettuccine Alfredo.

    And if we MUST have a veggie, saute green been Almondine.

    Stay prolific …like you could do any less..God Bless you
    paul

  2. One of the great pleasures of life…good wine and even better when shared with dear friends over a delicious meal.
    Hemingway is quite right regarding the sensory pleasure of wine…it satisfies every sense: smell, taste, touch, sight…but what about sound??
    That is why we clink our glasses!
    Cheers my dear.

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