Days: George Puchulia-Li

George Puchulia-Li

He held his spirit up to the light
and admired its ruby. What a pity
it breathed in an inferior glass
and couldn’t give a crystal clink.
He consoled himself
the blood-red wine paired well
with a rare steak.

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