sex (more or less)

Poetry is nudes that stay nude

Nudity may count for less and less. But to appear out of step with our times! (Horreur !) Poema en tres versiones (espagnol, français et l’anglais original). And apologies to Ezra Pound as regards the title! (Artwork is a watercolor of a naked female swimmer, legs spread — plunging too optimistically into the future?) Text now comes complete with an “Addendum concerning John Ruskin’s horror of his wife’s public hair.”

OK, so

for A.H. OK, so I didn’t include you in an e-mail, OK, so this fact got lodged in the back of my mind, OK, so in sleep some of that back stuff comes to the front, OK, so, your mouth… Read More ›