The Winemakers

by Dorothy Walters


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The winemakers claim
that only they
know how to brew,
that age itself
is the key
to the celestial drink.

But some of us
could not wait --
we got dead drunk
on the first sip.

-- from Some Kiss We Want: Poems Selected and New, by Dorothy Walters

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The Winemakers