Talk about dead men.
Quote them
to show
how they were always right,
how you are also right because
you know what they know
because you read their works
or because you happen to agree with them.
Talk about dead men.
Quote them
and make your opinion
universal.
And when someone else quotes
another dead man,
give them hell by quoting
yet another dead man.
Name: Massaya Terrasses de Baalbeck 2018
Type: Red Wine
Grapes: Grenache, Mourvedre, Syrah
Year: 2018
Country: Lebanon
Region: Faqra (Mount Lebanon) and Bekaa Valley (Taanayel)
Date Consumed: April 7, 2024
Love-making in the temple of Dionysus. Ripe red fruits, black cherry, jelly beans, and Coca-Cola. I could also taste oak barrels, faux leather, and subtle hints of cinnamon.
Massaya’s “Terrasses de Baalbeck” is a party wine. It is a desire to party after midnight, to flirt with the peeping moon, the stars, and the lascivious nocturnal spirits. It’s a wine I’d drink pairing it only with dance music, although it can also easily be paired with cold cuts and juicy steaks.
Excellent.
Levon Shant (1869-1951) was an Armenian poet, playwright, and novelist. This is my translation of “An Arrow” from Armenian to English.
Your stare is an arrow forged by lightning
with which you pierce into the blackness of my eyes
like a fiery ray from the sun
penetrating the darkness of the deep cave.
And your playful body boils in my arms
when it touches my excited chest,
when my lips, with the flame of longing,
write my love on your cheeks.
Bored Absurdist 