Old Poet And Red Wine

J Jan Oskar Hansen Jan Oskar Hansen
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The old poet and red wine The old man gets up early in the morning; he doesn't eat breakfast but drink coffee, switch on the computer look at the blank screen waiting for a word to come so he can try writing a poem; it is a hard going so he mounts his training bike and get some exercise. Noon is the best time of the day; he walks to his café have a good meal and a jug of red wine, which puts him in a good mood and talk to the old men in the park, Sometimes one of them say something interesting he can use when writing. The old poet knows his best work is behind him, but he still tries to tease another poem out of his mind. His evening meal is simple he opens a tin of soup and drink a few glasses of red wine watch TV, or makes comments on the Twitter.

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