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Connections: February 19.17

de-d-15How do they, frozen,

silently speak

the language of contentment?

in weathered rosy cheek?

in simple glass of ale?

in button and in vest?

what makes us smile back

at their pantomimed behest?

More thanks to the S.W. Berg Photo Archives.

And accolades to artist Bäbel Kölberg, whose studio, Kunst aus Beton,

is in Meerbusch, Germany, across the Rhine

from this Dusseldorf brewery. (No wonder they smile!)

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Connections: October 20

2014-11 - Vernon Hill - 70“Come and sit down!

Join us! Oh, do!

But don’t jostle and crowd —

you’ll spill our brew!

I mean tea.

It’s a lovely day

in our private vale

and we’d love to share

our pot of ale.

I mean tea.

Would you care for souffle

made with eggs from our hen?

It’s quite de rigueur

(eye of newt is so then).

How about curry?

Ragout? Chops?

And then a sip of

our homegrown hops.

I mean tea.

We’ve changed our brand,

updated our life.

We’re over and done

with the Thane of Fife.

But will we change our message?

No, we won’t:

doubt more what your eyes see

than what they don’t.”

So I joined them,

neither green-skinned nor cankered,

munching brie

and sipping from tankard.

I mean teacup.

It was delightful,

our repast en plein air,

and I hope to be so welcomed

next time I’m there.

Thanks once again to the S.W. Berg Photo Archives.

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