Chateau Haut-Brion..........
A man at a neighboring table was speaking French
gruyere cheese......Two women wearing flowery dresses sat with him.
all of which were still
operating.....Neither of the two women with him said a word.
buerre d'estragon..........He continued talking
waiting for sandwiches.....in a steam of
unmitigated French.
Cote de Nuits
.......Phrases concerning food were ocassionally decipherable --
salad nicoise.......coquilles de saumon aux crevettes, pate chaud de
poularde, galettes de pomme de terre.
Cote de Nuits........
the stain remained......
the smell of hops and honey............
like an old minuet.......
the smell of green grass.......
warm stones by the river......
a red front door..............
the sound of an unanswered telephone..............
on my other side.................
go home and make love..............
for as long as I could remember.........
along the stream for several miles........
Chateau Margaux
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