Sport 4: Autumn 1990
Bernadette Hall — Bacchante
Bernadette Hall
Bacchante
Vercingetorix was a cousin
of mine many times removed
who defeated nearly Caesar
but ignored the local Gallic
god of wisdom with little gold
chains in his tongue. It's
hit or miss with mysteries.
You love me, you love me not
who come of your own accord
& that's the mystery, to this
whirling spot, Bacchus rampant
on the hills & wine in abundance.
Unwise the wild blood chances,
hacks with an axe the edge of
possibility. You are welcome.