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The Great Mirror of Same-Sex Love - Poetry - 93. ...the trove of tenderness within...
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“ . . . the trove of tenderness within . . . ”
Two Love Poems
Poem After Dinner
for Tim
some things never run out:
my poverty, for instance,
is never exhausted
sandwiches for dinner again
your blond hair, for instance,
even if we’re both exhausted
soothes me when we go outside
you and the forsythias
I get so excited
I think I’ll read the Susan Sontag article
in Partisan Review
I want to walk beside you in the drizzle
and say you can move in with me
tonight, right away, even though
this time they’ll probably evict me
and although I’m moving out in three weeks anyway.
Sleep Like Spoons
There is a bed on 83rd
which like a Gileadic balm
can soothe the soul. I lay me down
to sleep there, and to find the calm
that lives within your shoulder blade,
beneath the cool and freckled skin
that makes my midnights white as those
in settings Scandinavian
where cry of loon and forest sighs
not car alarms and salsa beat
drift upward through the window cracks
and mitigate the summer heat.
No way to mute the blaring horns,
nor open hearts that don’t discern
the trove of tenderness within
the tangled postures lovers learn
in sex and rest, in limbs juxtaposed,
exhaustion mingled with delight.
We close our eyes and sleep like spoons
inside the silverchest of night.
—Timothy Dlugos,
1970s
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