Poetry changes the way we see and experience the world, reveals aspects of our lives and loves we may have lost sight of, and opens us up to the transformative possibilities of language. If they would not say Queer I could not say courage.In its astonishing yet simple way, poetry allows us to reconnect with a world that often feels like it takes us for granted. If they would not name me Bastard, worthless, stupid, whore I could not grab onto my own spoken language,my love for my kind, myself. We have all been tempted to stray at some point or another.That's why affairs, and extra-marital sex, are often referred to as "a moment of weakness.” ― Oliver Markus, tags: affair, affairs, cheating, cheating-and-desire, cheating-boyfriend, cheating-husbands, cheating-in-relationships, cheating-spouse, extramarital-affair, monogamous, monogamy, relationship, relationship-advice, relationship-quotes, relationships, sexual-desire, sexual-tension, sexy “His question reminded me of how easy he had been to deceive, so easy that he seemed to me almost a conniver at his wife's unfaithfulness, as the man who leaves loose banknotes in a hotel bedroom connives at theft, and I hated him for the very quality which had once helped my love.” ― Graham Greene, “He should in humility have asked her why it was that he was naturally a cuckold, why two women of different temperaments and characters had been inspired to have lovers at his expense.Poetry tends to get a bad rap in our culture, for its obtuseness, its inaccessibility and its pesky habit of making us think and feel things we might not want to think or feel. When you’re struggling with your sexuality or identity or finding the right words to explain your heart.“we all nourish truth with our tongues” by Dorothy Allison I learned then that what no one would saywas the thing about which nothing could be done.Yet poetry has the capacity to be the most life-changing of the arts. If they would not say Lesbian I could not say pride.
Ancient sources say that she had three brothers; the names of two of them are mentioned in the Brothers Poem discovered in 2014.
A fair field full of folk: hundreds of lives all tangled with his.
He holds his breath, willing the vision to continue.
I occasionally feel vague howvague idon’t know tenuous Now-spears and The Then-arrows making doour mouths something red, something tall2. And on the verge of this horizon’s indifference, I watch as a ship slips into the distance. You’dwhisper that word into my earas if it were a thing you could taste —a sliver of fish, a swirl of chocolateon the tongue.
When you’re trying to convince someone to go on a date with you. R.“Orpheus, Eurydice, Hermes” by Rilke, translated by Stephen Mitchell She was no longer that woman with blue eyeswho once had echoed through the poet’s songs,no longer the wide couch’s scent and island,and that man’s property no longer. …And your voicecomes back to me through the trees, this wordfor what we couldn’t help but doto each other — a thin cry, unwinding.21.