I am looking for a poem that starts "I love a rough red claret"?

Question

Second Line is "A wine of blinding pain"
PS. I have already tried the search engines.

Answer 1

"i love a rough red claret;
a wine of blinding pain;
of rugged sunday mornings;
and mouths that taste like drains;

i love a rough red claret;
you can stuff your sweet white wine"

Searching Yahoo for "rough red claret"
led to this answer:

http://www.aboutrealstuff.com/arc/ad/barelylegal/00163.htm

Since that looked promising, although defunct,
I knew there is the wayback machine:

http://www.archive.org/web/web.php

which can be used to track old websites.

I went there and found an archival page.

And that's where I got what I've posted.

Not sure if that's the full poem or even
what you have in mind, but, it looks very
promising.

Answer 2

I love claret, red or rough;
a wine of stained, unbinding
blood from angels fighting
with knives on rugged
Friday evenings, cursing
in the streets, loud and bruising,
foul mouthed and mouths
with crusts of bread too dry
to break into a sacrament
and taste transfigured wolves
too wet too thick to shake and
set upon a checkered past or
corner table, wrest with violence.

Answer 3

Yep I looked too and find hundreds of references, and much like the first answer, I never cease to be baffled by the fact that so many who ask Q's here don't go to WWW, general search,,,Browser,,, Keywords.

Steven Wolf

Answer 4

thats why we have google =]