Raise a red-glaze cup,
To honor one another,
Careful not to spill.
Slowly with great aim,
Mind's delight; until the 'morn,
We all, have our fill.
Laugh, sing,
Cry if you please!
A man's banquet shall know no end,
Frolic, play,
Drink some more,
And rejoice among our friends!
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Author:
Nicholas Browning (
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- Comment from author about the poem: This sprung about from trying "Sake", otherwise known as "rice wine", for the first time last night. The kind I tried wasn't that good, but still, it got the job done. This is a little tribute to Japanese culture, (Where rice wine originates), thus the first two stanzas are in haiku format. This is a small but humble work until I finish a more lengthy one. Thanks for reading, and I hope you enjoy!
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Comments4
Found the translation and enjoyed it - a great celebration - I raise the red cup to you.
As I to you, good sir. Thanks for stopping by!
Erm, I expect I shall enjoy it - after couple of hours translation by myself! At the moment, it's 'all Greek' to me!
Haha, no worries. Thanks for stopping by friend.
I raise a glass to your health Nicholas.
As I do to yours my friend! Cheers.
I like it, very warming
Thank you much friend, good you stopped by.
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