Wine Stains
after Anacreon
soft skin under my fingers warm as the wine we drank last night
dark stains on the linen tablecloth like the shadows that fall on your face
in the morning light your hair is a mess and I am still drunk with desire
I took Anacreon's emphasis on the sensual world and the fleeting nature of life, and applied it to a humble scene of morning after a night of wine and love. I aimed to capture the musical quality of his lines and the sudden shifts in tone and direction.