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one memorable day 2

That was a memorable day to me, for it made great changes in me. But, it is the same with any life. Imagine one selected day struck out of it, and think how different its course would have been. Pause you who read this, and think for a moment of the long chain of iron […]

hard is the world that does not give to every love a place 2

Thy voice, as tender as the light That shivers low at eve – Thy hair, where myriad flashes bright Do in and outward weave – Thy charms in their diversity Half frighten and astonish me. Thine eyes, that hold a mirth subdued Like deep pools scattering fire – Mine dare not meet them in their […]

we live in boundless brotherhood 2

Sweet lad, tender lad, Have no shame, you’re mine for good; We share a sole insurgent fire, We live in boundless brotherhood. I do not fear the gibes of men; One being split in two we dwell, The kernel of a double nut Embedded in a single shell.       Text: Imitation of the […]

memories of all loves merging with this one love of ours 2

     I seem to have loved you in numberless forms, numberless times… In life after life, in age after age, forever. My spellbound heart has made and remade the necklace of songs, That you take as a gift, wear round your neck in your many forms, In life after life, in age after age, […]

I don’t want to fall another moment into your gravity 3

Click to Click to listen to male vocal: [Audio clip: view full post to listen] Dear Peter, Something always brings me back to you. It never takes too long. No matter what I say or do, I’ll still feel you here ’til the moment I’m gone. You hold me without touch, keep me without chains. […]

in love in provincetown, 1936 22

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 […]

rudolf brazda dies, last known survivor of gay persecution in holocaust 3

RIP Rudolf Brazda. BERLIN — Rudolf Brazda, believed to be the last surviving person who was sent to a Nazi concentration camp because of his homosexuality, has died, a German gay rights group said Thursday. He was 98. more from the washington post   ‘I Had Always Been Blessed with Good Fortune’ An inspiring profile […]

in his bright blue eyes, his happy spirit sits and smiles 0

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 […]

romeo and romeo 2

  By whose direction found’st thou out this place?   By love, who first did prompt me to inquire; He lent me counsel and I lent him eyes. I am no pilot; yet, wert thou as far As that vast shore wash’d with the farthest sea, I would adventure for such merchandise.   …I wish […]

i do, i do 1

In celebration of the historic vote on 24 June, 2011 in which New York lawmakers legalized same-sex marriage. i do   what greater thing is there for two human souls than to feel that they are joined together to strengthen each other in all labour, to minister to each other in all sorrow, to share […]

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