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1940, 1970 and Today – plus other poems - 6. Boy with the beautiful eyebrows

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Poem No. 13

 

Love like sleep

numbing still so

that I can hardly

hold this pen to purpose

 

how do I want you

how many times must I ask

if stealing into slumber can’t

relieve this wont of sleep

 

drone and drone some more

one minute in your arms

the next free, but free to what?

Love like sleep, I want you so.

 

Urbanity fails when nothing

but desire is all I hold

to compare empty night

with the nothing of empty night –

but never is it so in reverse.

 

 

 

Poem No. 14

 

Boy with the beautiful eyebrows

Take your lovely sad eyes burrowed beneath

And with them look at me.

 

Sweet sad-sighted boy

Up-turn your head from the floor

And look at me that I

Might smile away that ever-sweetening

Sorrow and caress those beautiful brows

 

Boy with the beautiful eyebrows

Take those sad eyes furrowed underneath

And look at me.

 

 

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Poem No. 14 -- This poem represents a vignette inspired by daily commutes on trains in Tokyo. On such trips, one spies the most interesting sights (and guys).

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I’m especially struck by  Number 14. How many times have I wanted to kindle an acquaintance with someone to whom I felt drawn, however fleeting that chance might be? Here you have encapsulated that. 

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Wow!  I like both poems,  I have sometimes felt a lot like number 13.  Once in a while like 14, as well.  Once again, you have packed tremendous meaning into a concise economy of words.

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On 6/11/2023 at 4:25 PM, Parker Owens said:

I’m especially struck by  Number 14. How many times have I wanted to kindle an acquaintance with someone to whom I felt drawn, however fleeting that chance might be? Here you have encapsulated that. 

Thank you, Parker! I've been reading an anthology of Gay verse from 1973 and learning a lot about the scope of Queer poems appearing in print, in America, in the 1960s. Ian Young's anthology is painting a picture a poets being much more open than one would assume from the age of forced incarceration for being Gay.

I have one poem in mind (printed in 1964!) that speaks to this interaction, although fleeting, with a beautiful boy. I look forward to posting it in the Mirror soon :)     

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On 6/11/2023 at 6:17 PM, ReaderPaul said:

Wow!  I like both poems,  I have sometimes felt a lot like number 13.  Once in a while like 14, as well.  Once again, you have packed tremendous meaning into a concise economy of words.

Thank you, ReaderPaul! I'll take a "Wow!" any day, and feel happy about it :) It's interesting feedback on No. 13, as I've regarded this poem as too personal to have much impact of others; but I love to be proved wrong!

Thanks again

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