Poets pick their poison

Ok, this is friggin' hysterical.  Those guys over at HTMLGIANT are off the hizook!

 The post starts out with...

“Wystan Hugh Auden took the martini seriously,” wrote Rosie Schaap for the Poetry Foundation a few weeks ago. Yeah! That’s an Auden I can get behind! The kind who would write, “We must drink a lot of gin or die,” and then later change it to “We must drink a lot of gin and die,” before finally settling on, “This guy right here…this guy’s…YOU DON’T KNOW ME, YOU DON’T EVEN”

 And then it goes on to talk about what other poets would choose for their drink of choice.  This one's hilarious, below.  Check out the others.

Adrienne Rich: Do you actually want a martini, or have you just been conditioned by the American media and culture to want one? Maybe you want a whiskey sour! (You don’t.) Rich ruminates about compulsory martiniality for a while, but eventually gives a recipe that involves name-brand chocolate liqueur and flavored vodka. It is kind of “girly,” and she is just waiting for you to say that. She is standing with her arms folded, just waiting for you to talk shit about her. Don’t do it. She will fuck you up.