"Exuberance sips bootleg gin from a garter flask
with a ruby monogram 'E.'"
We simply cannot let April end without celebrating Poetry Month!
For an equally arresting ending, you can follow the rest of the poem here:
And here, too, you can browse and pick a poem that surprises, alarms, or devastates you. I'm partly joking....It doesn't have to be that bad. But perhaps we can avoid the English Romantic Poetry trap. We've all been there and elsewhere familiar.
So, pick a poem to read to the group. Bring copies to pass around. And time yourself! You'll have about 5 minutes. Or just come to listen.
Also, what celebration would be it without cakes and ale? So bring a contribution to the party!