Saturday, 15 September 2012
Day 85: Drunk
Drunk and disorderly and delirious and delighted. (Hiccup).
Finally a poem that captures that tipsy teetering feeling exactly. (Although the last time I was drunk - the moon didn't just wobble - there were two moons in the sky...)
But it also describes intoxication of a different kind. That kind where you're high on inspiration and enthusiasm - 'and the whole world a mouth', the whole world for the taking and you wanting more and more, head-over-heels in love with life - 'give me a double, a kiss.'
Drunk - Carol Ann Duffy
Suddenly the rain is hilarious.
The moon wobbled in the dusk.
What a laugh. Unseen frogs
belch in the damp grass.
The strange perfumes of darkening trees.
Cheap red wine
and the whole world a mouth.
Give me a double, a kiss.