... Asian art and part of Kapoor's investigation of spatial perception and immateriality. New York makes me cry, though Jon Stewart just cracked me up about the fact that New York doesn't have gay marriage while Iowa does, which he says explains what those baseball players were doing in the cornfield. Yep, men convicted of beating their girlfriends can vote to stop other people from getting ...

... quite cute. Thumbs up to my lecturer if he ever came up with such cute nickname although it's quite gay for both of them to call each other like that. It's me and you and the trees that were killed Sadly, your love ... ;m in love with his inner child more. Hopefully he does not have an inner gay On the quest of being overly poetic today, I suddenly recall this poem by Phillip Larkin that I ...

LOVE POEM I dignity because a balloon they once gave me. I am one that loves poetry, and words, words that claimed like game ... church still stares at. I suppose being that much of a pain in the ass he is a beautiful gay activist plastic G.I. Joe. Oh Andre Gide, Cmere! ... I merely gardening in the church. Either thought comforts me. LOVE POEM The Dead figure out ways to continue loving. This ...

Poem for Maine on the occasion of the voters of Maine repealing gay marriage, November 3, 2009 Oh Maine, it’s okay, we understand you down here in Mississippi. We wouldn’t have voted to integrate the schools in ’54, either Hell we even shut down our City pools in Jackson, so as not to commit a little white child to being splashed by a colored one. Hell ...

We saw another good Czech film by director Jan Hrebejk. The poem by Robert Graves (1895-1985) provides the film’s title and its outline. Beauty in Trouble Beauty ... renews her broken courage And, borrowing ink and pen, Writes a news-letter to the evil angel (Her first gay act since when?): The fiend who beats, betrays and sponges on her, Persuades her white is black, Flaunts vespertilian ...

... understand about 'Living in the Past' We used to go to weddings, football games and lunches. Now we go to funeral homes, and after-funeral brunches. We used to have hangovers, from parties that were gay. Now we suffer body aches and while the night away. We used to go out dining, and couldn't get our fill. Now we ask for doggie bags, come home and take a pill. We used to often ...

... nbsp;   park encounters, coded glances, tapping on bathroom walls, ways of staying warm and white in winter. Yesterday a young friend said it’s wrong      to expose children to a gay wedding. The chill hit me again. Rage spread like blood over my clean shirt. I cannot wash it off. You are no longer willing.      In the closet the shirt, part ...

... 39; the winds; knowin' my place -- I already been knackered, already been played ... Many asked what's that smile all over my face? "What you talkin' 'bout, I ain't gay" So they say: 'Then you're straight?' -- I got no time for what ya'll say .. Many askin' why I'm walkin' away ... turnin' my back on their disgrace? ...

... ;t posted a Friday’s Sunday’s Poem in a while, but circumstances intervened. Anyway, the FSP makes it’s ... for my idea all these years. But that’s not so, as today’s poem and the upcoming FSPs will prove: Sir Galahad, a ... be glad, Not most alone, but all, when in their sight That very evening in their scarlet sleeves The gay-dress’d minstrels sing; no maid will ...

... can post a poem in the morning... get up at 4:30am after tossing and turning for an hour... I've posted a few of Dorothy Parker ... this online in a couple places, but they all say "Be as delicate and as gay", though Parker definitely doesn't say delicate in the audio ... quick to go As a drop of April snow; Be as trenchant and as gay As a cherry flower in May. Lady, lady, never speak ...