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Lola Ridge 1873 to 1941.
Lola Ridge
1873-1941


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Iron Wine
Lola Ridge (1873-1941), Australian/American poet

The ore in the crucible is pungent, smelling like
acrid wine,
It is dusky red, like the ebb of poppies,
And purple, like the blood of elderberries.
Surely it is a strong wine - juice distilled of the
fierce iron.
I am drunk of its fumes.
I feel its fiery flux
Diffusing, permeating,
Working some strange alchemy . . .
So that I turn aside from the goodly board,
So that I look askance upon the common cup,
And from the mouths of crucibles
Suck forth the acrid sap.


From The Ghetto and Other Poems (1918)


Lola Ridge at Project Gutenberg

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