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, [...]
Categories: gay,imagined histories,photography,poem
Tagged: poem, Rabindranath Tagore, vintage gay photo, vintage male affection, vintage photography
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- November 19, 2011 – 3:03 pm
- Author:
- By Kenneth Hill
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
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- 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
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- July 20, 2011 – 7:44 pm
- Author:
- By Kenneth Hill
Because he had a sparse moustache growing across his upper lip, a thin precursor to manhood, an almost man— because he smelled like cigarettes, I loved Chris Muller that year. I loved Chris Muller the day he asked me into the locker room, beyond the urinals and benches, through the narrow hallway of sweat and [...]
Categories: gay,imagined histories,photography,poem
Tagged: Angelo Nikolopoulos, Ganymede, poem, The Fifth Grade, vintage bicycle, vintage gay photo, vintage male affection, vintage photography
- Published:
- June 27, 2010 – 2:05 pm
- Author:
- By Kenneth Hill
I never had you, nor will I have you ever, I daresay. A couple of words, a closeness as in the bar two days ago, and nothing else. It is, I don’t deny it, a pity. But we who belong to Art sometimes — with intensity of mind, and of course only for a little [...]
Categories: gay,imagined histories,photography,poem
Tagged: C.P. Cavafy, Daniel Mendelsohn, Half an Hour, vintage photography
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- April 20, 2010 – 10:35 am
- Author:
- By Kenneth Hill
WHEN I heard at the close of the day how my name had been receiv’d with plaudits in the capitol, still it was not a happy night for me that follow’d; And else, when I carous’d, or when my plans were accomplish’d, still I was not happy; But the day when I rose at dawn [...]
Categories: gay,imagined histories,photography,poem,word
Tagged: bed, gay, love, vintage, vintage gay photo, vintage male affection, vintage photography, Walt Whitman, WHEN I heard at the close of the day
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- December 14, 2009 – 10:21 am
- Author:
- By Kenneth Hill
And another regrettable thing about death is the ceasing of your own brand of magic, which took a whole life to develop and market– the quips, the witticisms, the slant adjusted to a few, those loved ones nearest the lip of the stage, their soft faces blanched in the footlight glow, their laughter close to [...]
Categories: gay,imagined histories,photography,poem,word
Tagged: Death, Herbert Tobias, John Updike, Le Flore, Paris, vintage gay photo, vintage photography
- Published:
- December 1, 2009 – 6:39 pm
- Author:
- By Kenneth Hill
I’d know you anywhere, I’d know that grin, I’d know you anywhere when you walked in, I would tingle with a single glance in your eye, Watching the starlight dance in your eye. You saw my vacant stare, you understood, I’d love you anywhere, honest I would, I was certain this would happen, strange as [...]
Categories: gay,imagined histories,photography,word
Tagged: Johnny Mercer, vintage male affection, vintage photography
- Published:
- November 13, 2009 – 1:44 pm
- Author:
- By Kenneth Hill
Many have loved you with lips and fingers And lain with you till the moon went out; Many have brought you lover’s gifts! And some have left their dreams on your doorstep. But I who am youth among your lovers Come like an acolyte to worship, My thirsting blood restrained by reverence, My heart a [...]
Categories: gay,imagined histories,lesbian,photography,poem,women in love
Tagged: Elsa Gidlow, lesbian poetry, Love's Acolyte, top hat, vintage female affection, vintage photography
- Published:
- October 3, 2009 – 2:54 pm
- Author:
- By Kenneth Hill