And here is her poem about Jerez:
At Jerez
Who wouldn't feel
favoured,
at the end of a week's labour,
to receive as part-wages
a pale wine
that puts the mouth in mind of the sea ...
and not gladly be kissed
by gentle William Shakespeare's lips,
the dark, raisiny taste of his song;
bequeathed to his thousand daughters and sons,
the stolen wines of the Spanish sun...
or walk the cool bodegas' aisles -
where flor and oxygen
grow talented in fragrances and flavours
to sniff, sip, spit, swallow, savour...
Carol Ann Duffy
She has donated a few bottles to charity for fundraising purposes, for example to a school and to a university. Her bottles have a special label with her poem on the back label. This one was auctioned for charity.
at the end of a week's labour,
to receive as part-wages
a pale wine
that puts the mouth in mind of the sea ...
and not gladly be kissed
by gentle William Shakespeare's lips,
the dark, raisiny taste of his song;
bequeathed to his thousand daughters and sons,
the stolen wines of the Spanish sun...
or walk the cool bodegas' aisles -
where flor and oxygen
grow talented in fragrances and flavours
to sniff, sip, spit, swallow, savour...
Carol Ann Duffy
She has donated a few bottles to charity for fundraising purposes, for example to a school and to a university. Her bottles have a special label with her poem on the back label. This one was auctioned for charity.
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