Having used every subterfuge
To shake you, lies, fatigue, or even that of passion,
Now I see no way but a clean break.
I add that I am willing to bear the guilt.
You nod assent. Autumn turns windy, huge,
A clear vase of dry leaves vibrating on and on.
We sit watching. When I next speak
Love buries itself in me, up to the hilt.
when we want to and it will be spring
we will be no older than we ever were
the worn griefs will have eased like the early cloud
through which the morning slowly comes to itself
and the ancient defenses against the dead
will be done with and left to the dead at last
the light will be as it is now in the garden
that we have made here these years together
of our long evenings and astonishment” —W.S. Merwin | To Paula in Late Spring (via archnoble)
“With frobscottle,” Sophie said, “the bubbles in your tummy will be going downwards and that could have a far nastier result.”
“Why nasty?” asked the BFG, frowning.
“Because,” Sophie said, blushing a little, “if they go down instead of up, they’ll be coming out somewhere else with an even louder and ruder noise.”
“A whizzpopper!” cried the BFG, beaming at her. “Us giants is making whizzpoppers all the time! Whizzpopping is a sign of happiness. It is music to our ears! You surely is not telling me that a little whizzpopping is forbidden among human beings?”
“It is considered extremely rude,” Sophie said.
“But you is whizzpopping, is you not, again and again?” asked the BFG.
“Everyone is whizzpopping, if that’s what you call it,” Sophie said. “Kings and Queens are whizzpopping. Presidents are whizzpopping. Glamorous film stars are whizzpopping. But where I come from, it is not polite to talk about it.”
“Redunculous!” said the BFG. “If everyone is making whizzpoppers, then why not talk about it?”
…retrospectively explaining everything.
Anonymous: What are new gay books that are recommended?
Dennis Drabelle: Does it have to be a new gay book? Not many of these are being published anymore, mostly, I think, because the great gay storyline — coming out — isn’t such a big deal anymore and has been done to death. But here’s a classic you may not have read: Michael Campbell’s Lord Dismiss Us, set in an English boarding school. You can find used copies online, and it’s well worth doing. A masterpiece!” —This is from the Washington Post ‘summer reading’ ish or something, but srsly, what a fucking asshole! Only someone who’s never ‘come out’ could say something so ignorant — i.e., ‘it’s not a big deal n e more’ — and not realize that basically every person worth knowing has at one point in his or her life ‘come out’ about something, and that as a result it’s still and always will be a (potentially) great metaphor/storyline whether it’s about sucking cock or not wanting to be a lawyer like your mom or whatever else. Hard to believe that someone like this could be a literary critic at the Washington Post. Or actually, it’s not hard at all to believe. Welcome to the new dark ages. (via Band of Thebes.) (via matthewgallaway)