Wine is pretty disgusting. I mean I drink it because my roommate does but I don’t buy it for myself because it all tastes like dirty socks (red) or weirdly interfered sweet juice (white) to me.
tastes like dirty socks (red)
Are you sure you haven’t been drinking Prison Wine, which actually incorporates socks in the brewing process?
Getting slightly moldy bread proved to be more difficult than I expected. I bought the cheapest white bread I could find and waited for it to go green. I swear to God it stayed good for a month.
Whenever I WANT bread in my house, it’s moldy. Now that I actually needed it to happen, it wouldn’t. Luckily, I discovered an old green hot dog bun in a bag on top of the fridge and put that in with the bread to teach it the ways of the mold. In this way, the green bun was Yoda. It worked perfectly. And it didn’t even sound suspiciously like Grover.
It was finally time to begin the brewing process. I reflected on the artisans around the world who’ve dedicated their lives to the craft of winemaking, as I lovingly shoved moldy bread in my socks.
I have seen hooch in person. I know what hooch smells like. NOT PLEASANT!
Now my question is how do you know what dirty socks taste like? A lot of whites come across as too sweet for me so I get pickier about them.
I just found this recipe for prison wine in the form of a poem…
Recipe For Prison Pruno, by Jarvis Masters.
It’s from Finding Freedom: Writings from Death Row
Read the alternate lines; one set is a recipe, one is a verdict.
…finally a poem that makes at least some sense…
It’s a mashup.
Funnily enough, the PEN version ends with these lines.
I have hereon set my hand as Judge of this Superior Court,
with a spoon, skim off the mash,
and I have caused the seal of this Court to be affixed thereto.
pour the remaining portion into two 18 oz. cups.
May God have mercy on your soul.
but another site appends additional lines.
I have hereon set my hand as Judge of this Superior Court,
with a spoon, skim off the mash,
and I have caused the seal of this Court to be affixed thereto.
pour the remaining portion into two 18 oz. cups.
May God have mercy on your soul,
Guzzle down quickly!
Mr. Jarvis Masters.
Gulp Gulp Gulp!
which changes the meaning of the poem somewhat.
Oh come on. Don’t be a “my kid could do that!” guy.
I can get the versed stuff, see e.g. Kalevala. That needs actual skill to put together and has a rhytm in it.
The freeform stuff, does it require some Special Initiation to “understand properly”?
I dunno, what are you considering “freeform,” anything that doesn’t rhyme?
Pretty much yes, perhaps with exception of haiku and other fixed-form or fixed-ish form ways.
Your examples look like a rather broken word wrap. Exactly what makes me believe I lack some Secret Initiation to understand it.
What happens if you ignore the line breaks?
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