Poet: Jeff Green
Dates: 30 July 1958
Title of Poem: The Moon pours White Wine
At a table in the garden, on a soft, sweet, summer’s night
Two friends are sitting talking by the moon’s reflected light.
On the table in the garden there are glasses but no drink
And the friends are sitting talking, though they often stop to think.
The topics that they cover seem to range so far and wide
And the glasses sit there empty, since they left the drink inside.
The night is getting cooler but the friends stay close and warm,
The moon just looks down calmly, she has magic to perform.
As he leans across to kiss her, and she kisses him as well,
The friendship starts to blossom into something more to tell.
The tension in the garden needs assistance to decline
So the silver crescent of the…
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