I'm going to assume most of you have not heard of the Canadian poet Al Purdy (or many of his contemporaries), but there have been a good number of poems written in Canada about drinking. Not putting it aside as something special, exactly, but including it in the realm of things like romance, emotion, etc.
Gord Downie acting out the poem At the Quinte Hotel by Al Purdy
A Poem
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A Poem
Wine comes in at the mouth,
And love comes in at the eye;
That's all we shall know for truth
Before we grow old and die.
I lift the glass to my mouth,
I look at you, and I sigh.
Yeats
And love comes in at the eye;
That's all we shall know for truth
Before we grow old and die.
I lift the glass to my mouth,
I look at you, and I sigh.
Yeats