Though one cannot discern nor separate / the blood from the deep red wine / there is no shame in wishing to drink / only from the unseaming of grapes.
This is my attempt at subtweeting something I saw roll down the TL in the style of a proverb from Death and the King’s Horseman, which I am currently reading and quite enjoying (h/t @OldDreyfusard)
And of course the metaphor comes from Terrance Hayes’ “Snow for Wallace Stevens,” which contains a life-verse of mine: “who is not the blood in a wine barrel/and the wine as well?”
In other words: seemingly silly attempts to social-justice-ize things that have an tenuous connection to racism or sexism or homophobia etc may ultimately be futile, but the impulse behind them is, if not noble, certainly normal.
I see a lot of y’all looking at a bottle of wine and saying, “there’s no blood there, you can’t even see it!” while you miss the cry of “I don’t want to drink my own people’s blood.”
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