Come let us dine

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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.

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