So John Milton, Edgar Allen Poe, Edwin Arnold, Robert Frost, Stevie
Smith, and Shel Silverstein walk into a bar. Well, they don’t actually
walk, as they’re all versifying in the hereafter now, but poems by all
six are being celebrated by Santa Barbara mixologists in honor of
National Poetry Month. After all, for centuries the arts have inspired,
intertwined, and cross-pollinated in a host of scared and profane ways,
so what seems more natural than flipping the typical paradigm and having
poetry lead to some cocktails?