Brian, you're a gem. I am in awe and a-giggle.
I hope you have not scandalised your good lady with this naughty bagatelle. Or at least not as much as you have amused me. I'll add that I have also translated the original "properly" under the title "Return of the Diplomat". I like old Joachim. . |
This all began on Aaron's "Corinna" thread on GT. Here is the poem I mentioned thereon...
From the Heart Corinna’s reply to the Earl of Rochester* Small liberties, if they be deftly taken, Do such extreme of sweet delight awaken That they do put to shame the greater act As doth the poet’s touch the unvarnished fact. The meeting of like minds may thus discover The bliss of bodies that amuse each other And with compassion and good humour see The simpler pleasures of maturity – Of him who orchestrates his admiration Without the urgency of procreation; Of her whose greatest joy is to express Desire’s strength through wisdom’s gentleness. For them, the re-enactment of convention Is sweetly spiced with exquisite invention And while hot youth with ramrod haste discovers The fleeting pleasure of more ardent lovers, To me it seems the less insistent part Doth move the swifter to engage my heart. *After his poem “The Imperfect Enjoyment” (the one Johnny Depp quotes from in The Libertine). |
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For Perry. by way of explanation...
Metre-wanker
I am a metre-wanker and My head is full of sums. I work alone with what’s my own And tweak it till it comes. It seldom happens straight away But I can give it time. I lubricate and titillate With assonance and rhyme. I pander to my passion for Felicity of diction, Which I believe I can achieve By gentle, rhythmic friction. At first I feel it firming up, Then it will sigh and soften. I know each stage from urge to page Because I do it often. With optimistic tinkering And educated guess I take the thing and make it sing A self-complacent “Yesssss!” |
You are quite simply brilliant, Ann and far away in Italy I am laughing... gently laughing.
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Public Ejaculation: A Reverdie
I remember how my member felt like lumber in December, but it's spring now. Cocks are crowing. Everything has started growing. Goats are rutting; rams are butting; doves are cooing while they're screwing, and I want to be doing it, too cuz the devil in my pants says, "revel and dance!" |
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