Poet Samuel Taylor Coleridge’s Casket Rediscovered in Former Wine Cellar

A funeral rime for one who considered

spirits, drugs and zombies in his life

and whose remains in a lead coffin

journeyed from chapel to church wine cellar.

Toast a blood-red wine to his life.

Coleridge

PHOTO ILLUSTRATION BY ELIZABETH BROCKWAY/THE DAILY BEAST

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The Milky Way

I look for a red giant tonight.

A star late in its stellar evolution.

In a cloud that’s not a cloud.

How old we are. How we want

a supernova ending. How difficult is dying.

Terroir

vines

 

Like the environment where the grapes grow,

we each have soil, topography, and climate

in which we grew that imparts characteristics.

Like wine, we age, growing richer until

we don’t. A dusty bottle cellared forever.


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