(rare, often attributively) Alternative form of en.
1968, I am a chrysanthemum stuck in a winebottle my edges red with appetite ...
1977, Helen Swediuk-Cheyne, Die Uhr schlägt eins: Ein historisches Drama aus der Gegenwart by Carl Zuckmayer Chapter Introduction: Biographical Notes, 1896: Born December 27 in Nackenheim on the Rhine, the second of two sons. Father is owner of a winebottle cap factory.
1997, Franz Fühmann, The New Sufferings of Young W. and Other Stories from the German Democratic Republic Chapter The Jew Car, A warm green, I think that is the earliest image in my memory: the green of a tiled stove whose upper rim supposedly was ringed by the relief design of a gypsy camp. But I only know that because my mother told me. However I rack my brain, it will not bring this picture back to me. But I kept the green, a warm winebottle green with a dull shine.
1999, Bruce Sterling, A Good Old-fashioned Future: Stories, Suddenly, a faint moan emanated from the cantonment. Distant lungs blowing the neck of a winebottle. ¶ “What's that big weird noise?†demanded Katrinko, all alert interest.
2004, Craig Silvey, Rhubarb, Ewan works a solid half-hour and the viced scroll looks barely scratched. He stretches, then, clutching an armful of empty winebottles, he slips outside. The voices are louder next door. He smells citronella and mosquito coils.
