I've been feeling out of sorts recently. I say that a lot on LJ, don't I? It is because I am useless and whiny :P

No, not really. Well, not that much. Am I? Actually, seeing as how I'm going gay and Greek later in this post, I think this Cavafy poem is a pretty good summary of the way I think I've been feeling lately.

( Half An Hour - C.P. Cavafy )

This is a kind of Pride post. Actually, it's mostly a post because I'm bored and this is a good distraction. But it does have things that are un-straight, and that I like. Some are funny. Like this and this. Some are interesting, like this. Some are sad, like this:

( The Embrace - Mark Doty )

A Display of Mackerel - Mark Doty ( Read more... )

Even If You're Never Awake (Deuxième) - Stars Of The Lid

( anyone lived in a pretty how town - e.e. cummings )

So, let's have a post about my day. Again. Because my days are all so incredibly fascinating, and never filled with anything boring or trivial. Right.

( Today )

( Breaking And Entering - Gig Ryan )

( I am putting my soul on the internet again. I am a pathetic fool )

( The Idea Of Order At Key West - Wallace Stevens )

Yesterday afternoon's poetry tute got me thinking about art a bit. And I decided that LJ actually provides a pretty good place to play some surrealist games. So, I want to construct an Exquisite Corpse via LJ.

Here's how this is going to work. I want you (yes, I want you. Unless you are me) to write a line. Just a single line. Doesn't matter what ( Read more... )

So, in answer to Grahame's post, I am posting a bunch of poems. And there's also more poetry scattered through my journal, which I have now gone and tagged, for ease of reference.

( The Lion For Real - Allen Ginsberg )