Come let us dine
1 min readSep 23, 2016
on poems
freshly drawn and tempered,
- rhythms perfectly balanced;
with stanzas
that linger on our tongues,
leaving trails of meaning behind;
in silence,
an aftermath of taste,
as the poet walks slowly off-stage;
at tables
where the dead never dine,
but sages have discourse instead;
with goblets
of intoxicating words,
that touch the depths of our soul.