Monthly Archives: August 2009

loved in spite of ourselves 0

You can give without loving, but you can never love without giving. The great acts of love are done by those who are habitually performing small acts of kindness. We pardon to the extent that we love. Love is knowing that even when you are alone, you will never be lonely again. And great happiness […]

The Untold Story of JFK and His Gay Best Friend of 30 Years 47

The recent death of Ted Kennedy prompted me to pick up some of the Kennedy books I have lying around the house and I have just re-read a book about JFK that shook my world a couple of years ago. It illuminates a story about a beloved president that was never told prior to this […]

love is enough 0

Love is enough: though the World be a-waning, And the woods have no voice but the voice of complaining, Though the sky be too dark for dim eyes to discover The gold-cups and daisies fair blooming thereunder, Though the hills be held shadows, and the sea a dark wonder, And this day draw a veil […]

in life we share a single quilt 25

You and I have so much love That it burns like a fire, In which we bake a lump of clay Moulded into a figure of you And a figure of me. Then we take both of them, And break them into pieces, And mix the pieces with water, And mould again a figure of […]

inspiring changes at woolf and wilde 1

Woolf & Wilde has spun off into two separate blogs. Kenneth Hill is now the sole editor of Woolf & Wilde, while Dom Agius and Predrag Pajdic have launched The Pandorian.

mother of sorrows: a book to read, and read again 2

Many people have a list of books they read every year: Jane Austen’s Emma, Harper Lee’s To Kill a Mockingbird, Woolf’s Mrs. Dalloway. Classics. Sometimes, if a reader is lucky, a contemporary work will earn a place on the list. Mother of Sorrows by Richard McCann is such a book. Published in 2005 to critical […]

he ahold of my hand has completely satisfied me 0

When he whom I love travels with me, or sits a long while holding me by the hand, When the subtle air, the impalpable, the sense that words and reason hold not, surround us   and      pervade us, Then I am charged with untold and untellable wisdom—I am silent—I require   nothing      further, I cannot answer the […]

being a man in a dress, meeting william weston 26

People around here don’t generally fancy men like me. They have a hard time understanding my attire, and I suppose it’s usual for folks not to know what to make of someone male who prefers a wardrobe normally assigned to the fairer sex. I always saw myself as fairer. I still do. When I was […]

i am too afraid to be without him, and so here we are 2

Click to Play: [Audio clip: view full post to listen] There was only ever one reason I agreed to go out with Lillian, which was so that I could go out with Christopher. On double dates, you see. A cruel thing to do to her, yes, but Chris stopped “us”– him and I being together, […]

by our merged bodies loving is implied 0

Come sit beside me by this mountain stream, Take off your clothes, we swim here when we wish As nature we can love each other dream And dream into our spirits as our kiss Of mind and soul of Spirit on our eyes Can realize. Merged karma of our grin By our merged bodies loving […]

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