Kentucky, or: Jerusalem

Blank verse in iambic heptameter

80 doesn't even burn, but I'm drinking 94,
feeling its sting against my throat before the smooth warmth spreads; 
soothing, relaxing; though nothing like the pounding, scalding
water on my shoulders, back and buttocks just earlier.

Sitting in my yeti hide fleece pajamas afterwards,
I thought to describe the sensation of that hot shower
on this crisp Jerusalem autumn-winter night and how
I gradually kept on raising the temperature.

Far more than anything else, however, I mostly felt
that any exertion, be it physical or mental,
would ruin my glorious glow; that feeling of the cool
floor tiles on the soles of my warm, bare feet - a reminder.

Standing naked in the night, as I hung up my towel,
my red skin impervious to the chill balcony air,
I relished the memory of steam and hot rivulets;
muscles loose before pouring fine Kentucky straight bourbon.

d’Verse Open Link Night #326

This is a poem that I wrote back in early December ’21… I came across it again recently and enjoyed rereading it for the first time in a long while. I’m sharing it for d’Verse OLN #326.

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Ben Harper (b. 1969)

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55 thoughts on “Kentucky, or: Jerusalem”

  1. beautifully present in body and sensation.
    it’s not for nothing.
    I live closer to Kentucky than you, I surmise
    planning some 18 year Macallan tonight
    I might also shower.

  2. Boy, I love that description of the hot shower, quite lovely, making me want to take one. Gradually turning up the heat, of course, now that summer is on the wan. I would often take a cold brewski into the shower stall in the hot summer. A shot of bourbon in the winter might fit the bill.

  3. I relished the memory of steam and hot rivulets;
    muscles loose before pouring fine Kentucky straight bourbon.
    That’s the way to bottom’s up in the cool air of night. Great write David!

  4. Everyone is fixated on the Kentucky bourbon and the hot shower – but I want to know more about the yeti hide fleece pajamas! I was under the impression that Yeti’s were so scarce that they were more of less a protected species… How did you get a pair of PJs??

  5. I can relate to all these sensations but drinking this stuff. Like they used to say in Russia, “ะ˜ ะบะฐะบ ะฒะพั‚ ัั‚ะพ ะฑะตัะฟะฐั€ั‚ะธะนะฝั‹ะต ะฟัŒัŽั‚?”

          1. Well, yes, I love a martini, “shaken, not stirred,” but haven’t been able to find Kosher Secco Vermouth in stores, even though I’ve had it in some fine Kosher restaurants.

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