Thursday, April 13

Poetry Thursday

Pretty Cups, Canon Digital Rebel XT

Thought this poem was quite apropos being that we all wish to gather for drink and girl talk as of late:

I would rather drink than eat,
And though I superbly sup,
Food, I feel, can never beat
Delectation of the cup.

Wine it is that crowns the feast;
Fish and fowl and fancy meat
Are of my delight the least:
I would rather drink than eat.

Though no Puritan I be,
And have doubts of Kingdom Come,
With those fellows I agree
Who deplore the Demon Rum.
Gin and brandy I decline,
And I shy at whisky neat;
But give me rare vintage wine,--
Gad! I'd rather drink than eat.

Food surfeit is of the beast;
Wine is from the gods a gift.
All from prostitute to priest
Can attest to its uplift.
Green and garnet glows the vine;
Grapes grow plump in happy heat;
Gold and ruby winks the wine . . .
Come! Let's rather drink than eat.

~ Robert William Service


Blogger bee said...

i love this poem. i love robert service. what a great pick for this week!

April 13, 2006 at 7:01:00 AM PDT  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

What a perfect combination! Lovely photo of lovely cups with a really lovely peom. You are such a delight.
Thank you!

April 13, 2006 at 7:43:00 AM PDT  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

OOOO.... wine! I started to really get into wine about a year and a half ago and love love love it. Wine and Chocolate, wine and cheese, port and chocolate... there is no other food! Its no wonder the dimples on my thighs made a reapearance!

April 13, 2006 at 8:17:00 AM PDT  
Blogger pinkcoyote said...

what a great choice for a poem this week. spring makes me yearn for a fruity viognier...but alas, miles does not like wine. even half a glass makes him wake up overheated in the night. enjoy it while you can, sister!!!!! and enjoy it for me, while you're at it. :)

April 13, 2006 at 8:30:00 AM PDT  
Blogger Susannah Conway said...

"wine is from the gods a gift" - abso-bloody-lutely :-) Mr Service is speaking my language in that poem - perfect choice for this week, angel (and those cups are divine - i want some!) Sx

April 13, 2006 at 8:54:00 AM PDT  
Blogger Laini Taylor said...

I love those cups! They make me want to "rather drink than eat" too.

April 13, 2006 at 9:22:00 AM PDT  
Blogger M said...

Great poem! Open a bottle and I'll be over in after work! Love the pics of your kittie cats as well, makes me miss mine- they live at my parents' place- Sox and Spanky. Wishing I didn't live in a no pet building!

April 13, 2006 at 9:45:00 AM PDT  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

I'm one of those unlucky people who get a wine migrain as a chaser. Sooo...I'll use the pretty cups anyway, but juice for me. I love how you arranged the cups for the picture. That would also be worth painting.

Does anyone else have trouble with the "word verifications" or is it just me??? They make me nervous;)


April 13, 2006 at 9:49:00 AM PDT  
Blogger la vie en rose said...

!!!! i love it! bring on the wine!

April 13, 2006 at 10:22:00 AM PDT  
Blogger gkgirl said...

i wish i liked wine.

maybe i just have not
the right one yet.

great choice for a poem

April 13, 2006 at 10:38:00 AM PDT  
Blogger meghan said...

YES! I'm in. I just love Robert Service - my brother is a huge fan. Believe me when I say I will meet you for drinks just as SOON as I can!! xoxo

April 13, 2006 at 12:14:00 PM PDT  
Blogger Kristine said...

great cups!

April 13, 2006 at 12:36:00 PM PDT  
Anonymous Anonymous said...

ahh, Mr. Service, a good Northern explorer, of course he likes the wine.

April 13, 2006 at 1:44:00 PM PDT  
Blogger Letha Sandison said...

I love those cups!! I wish we could al meet foor wine and bonding! There are few things more powerful than the female conection.

Love you
Love the poem
Love the cups
Love wine :)

April 13, 2006 at 5:14:00 PM PDT  
Blogger liz elayne lamoreux said...

i love those little cups. you take the most wonderful pictures my friend.

and this poem. fantastic. the lyricism of the words...the invitation to have some wine. i accept.

April 13, 2006 at 8:24:00 PM PDT  

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