You have returned. You have returned, my joy: you have returned as polar morning comes after a whole night winter. Throb the drums, — yes beat my blood to greet my darling boy. My heart with wild delight shall now employ both tongue and pen to reckon up the sums of all my gladness. Pleasure […]
Categories: gay,imagined histories,photography,poem
Tagged: Carmina Amico, Edward James, male affection, Provincetown, vintage gay photo, vintage photography
- Published:
- August 20, 2011 – 11:13 am
- Author:
- By Kenneth Hill
i love this boy, not for his beauty only, but just because my life that was so lonely knows in his presence some strange healing power, an unfamiliar peace — as if each hour should pause a little in its swift-winged flight and breathe a benediction. in his bright blue eyes his happy spirit sits […]
Categories: gay,imagined histories,photography,poem
Tagged: f.s. woodley, gay, male affection, military, soldiers, vintage gay photo, vintage photography
- Published:
- July 20, 2011 – 7:44 pm
- Author:
- By Kenneth Hill
You are a murderer No you are not, but really a wrestler Either way it’s just the same For from the ring of your entangled body Clean as leather, lustful as a lily Will nail me down On your stout neck like a column, like a pillar of tendons The thoughtful forehead (In fact, it’s […]
Categories: gay,imagined histories,photography,poem
Tagged: gay, male affection, Mutsuo Takahashi, vintage gay photo, wrestlers, wrestling
- Published:
- April 25, 2011 – 10:52 am
- Author:
- By Kenneth Hill
I only met one other homosexual in the army. That was in Le Havre in 1917. We was on the boat coming home. I don’t know how these things work, whether it’s through conversation, or whether it’s the attitude of the individual concerned, but we seemed to come together, see. All of a sudden his […]
Categories: gay,imagined histories,photography,word
Tagged: gay history, male affection, vintage photo
- Published:
- August 11, 2009 – 5:28 pm
- Author:
- By Kenneth Hill
We don’t cry — Tim and I, We are far too grand — But we bolt the door tight To prevent a friend — Then we hide our brave face Deep in our hand — Not to cry — Tim and I — We are far too grand — Nor to dream — he and […]
Categories: gay,imagined histories,photography,poem
Tagged: Emily Dickinson, male affection, vintage photo
- Published:
- July 12, 2009 – 2:06 pm
- Author:
- By Kenneth Hill