Montreal Drinking Story (Revised)

The last “yassou” in Greek Town
Made ouzo shots fly up as one.

A Greek, Italian and Australian
Created madness therein.

The divine imagination
Was at least equal to the heroic sum.

A taxi drove us home at five am,
The meter set at sunrise’s minimum.

The Haitian cabbie hesitated
As though on voodoo we had visited:

Like the wing of a soaring sun
Countless gulls lifted as one.

“Montreal Drinking Story” celebrates one night of creative energy, as a Greek artist, an Australian musician, and the Italian poet—together embodying “divine imagination”—move from revelry to a mythic dawn witnessed in the rise of hundreds of gulls.

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