A Toast to National Poetry Month

Okay, it’s National Poetry Month again, when we recognize that barely-recognized but noble genre.

Quick: Name three living American poets!

Okay…two? One… ?

Now, exclude the former poets laureate Robert Pinsky and Billy Collins. (Yes, America has a poet laureate.)

Uh. . . does Robert Bly count? Is Stanley Elkin still alive?

Oh, well. . . Summon the muse with a list of booze-related poems  here.  Some fine stuff in the list, but it somehow ignores what may be the grandest poetry/booze mashup (sour mashup?) ever written,  Housman’s “Terence, This is Stupid Stuff,” with such immortal lines as

Oh many a peer of England brews
Livelier liquor than the Muse,
And malt does more than Milton can
To justify God’s ways to man.
Ale, man, ale’s the stuff to drink
For fellows whom it hurts to think:

Here’s a link to this great poem. I’ll have more to say about “Terence” in my  forthcoming memoir of poetic tippling, tentatively titled Down in Lovely Muck.


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