The Petrov Poems: Booze
(Lesley Lebkowicz)

Posted on October 15, 2011 by in Heightened Talk

 

He buys the lovely stuff duty-free
as a diplomat. The spirits are sealed

in their bottles like genies in jars.
Bialoguski helps load up the car

and they’re away. The slosh and gurgle
inside the boxes tempts

Volodya: he liberates one
to drink as they drive round the pubs

where they offer bargains in booze.
The money makes firm wads

in their wallets. Volodya stows some near
his breast where its touch might be

a girl’s mouth. (Back in Canberra Dusya
will handle the Embassy’s books ā€“

the Ambassador never need know).
Capitalism’s so easy.

 

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