Favourite erotic poem? For me it's Swinburne's Sapphics:

>Saw the Lesbians kissing across their smitten
>Lutes with lips more sweet than the sound of lute-strings,
>Mouth to mouth and hand upon hand, her chosen,
> Fairer than all men;

>>24516291 (OP)
People do be writing and calling anything poetry nowadays.

>>24516298
it at least scans. could be worse.

>>24516298
>>24516299
Swinburne was the greatest poet of the Victorian age you utter plebs.

>>24516291 (OP)
That tummy looks yummy

>>24516298
>>24516299
Oh yeah? Well what about these stanzas:

>Only saw the beautiful lips and fingers,
>Full of songs and kisses and little whispers,
>Full of music; only beheld among them
> Soar, as a bird soars

>Newly fledged, her visible song, a marvel,
>Made of perfect sound and exceeding passion,
>Sweetly shapen, terrible, full of thunders,
> Clothed with the wind's wings.

>>24516291 (OP)
I want to straddle this woman

>>24516298
>shitting on swinburne
the audacity

>>24516396
This. Literally the greatest poet of the Victorian age.

>>24516291 (OP)
Sekretaj Sonetoj is pretty good. Unfortunately, it's not translated into English, but I could translate literally a short sample if anons here are interested.

>>24516437
I would be very interested in reading that.

>>24516446
Anything in particular from it you'd be interested in?

>>24516449
I don't quite know what to expect, so whatever you like most.

Their Sex-Life

One failure on
Top of another.

>>24516461
You know what, fuck it, I'll just start from beginning and do the whole thing. It'll be a fairly literal translation, not a poetic one, but I hope it at least gives some taste of Kalocsay's voice. I may be going to bed soon, but I'll resume when I get up. Here's the preface:

>Reader, if you are prudish,
>And nauseated by nude love,
>If you are driven indignant by the boiling
>Of the southerly temperament,
>If your delicacy is disturbed
>By the little grimace of love-game,
>Think well before reading:
>I certainly do not wish to impose myself,
>Throw me away, and retire
>To your thick tortoise shell.

>Reader! I warn you once more!
>Consider, whether you will read on!
>Like Pilate I wash my hands
>If I should be a bad influence.
>Nobody forces you to read;
>Rather than noisily expressing your indignation,
>Throw me away, throw me away
>It is not yet too late.

>Reader! This is your last call!
>A dangerous place lies beyond!
>Throw me away! I should be sorry
>If you were killed by a nervous shock!

>>24516481
The prologue:
>Sonnets under seven seals

>Fiery love through/across the shirt
>I will sing, Dear, without lies.
>Courageous is the motif
>Of my little verse-prologue.

>Dressing themselves in a prudish toga
>Poets stop at the kiss
>But fiery love through/across the shirt
>I will sing, dear, without lies.

>A kiss is sweeter than a cherry,
>It is more intoxicating than grog.
>But would we live without the enticement
>To a more profound paradise?

>Here is fiery love through/across the shirt.

(The specific expression "arda amo trans trans ĉemizo" I really have no idea how to render non-awkwardly.)

>>24516291 (OP)
I like the cook's tale of Chaucer

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KB6DdaU66cI

>>24516492
Sonnet 1:
>At a home dance (as in, dance held at someone's house) beneath the chandelier flames,
>I wandered alone. The clamor bored me.
>With dislike and boredom I looked
>At the ironed dandies and tacky ladies.

>The jewelry and bangles shone brightly,
>The clothes were stuck on so tightly they showed the shapes of their wearers' bodies,
>Decolletages were practically down to ladies' knees,
>An auction of fleshy legs and breasts.

>But powdered white and painted charm,
>Thigh, hip, leg, and heel,
>All this half-naked crowd/horde

>Could force only a mocking sneer from me.
>Yes, indeed. I, among so much flesh
>Was nauseated, like a vegetarian.

>>24516501
Sonnet 2:
>And then I saw you! From you charming cheeks
>To your maiden breast and (well-bred? ethnically-characteristic? shaved?? I think this word might be a misprint) legs
>My eyes slid with pleasure,
>Through my heart flew warm waves.

>Suddenly I stopped, the feelings swarming,
>It was as if I was being drawn to you by a magical rope,
>But I admired you with chaste purity,
>I did not feel any carnal urge.

>Yes, chastely, without the impurity of passion
>I decorated you with a crown of admiration...
>What was happening, then, in my subconscious,

>That, not fearing the bright lights of the parlor,
>Raising its head, something announced itself:
>That knavish scamp in my pants?

(I'm not sure whether it was this work that popularized the use of 'bubo', literally 'scamp, urchin', as a phallic euphemism, but it seems plausible.)

>>24516291 (OP)
Donne's "A Valediction Forbidding Mourning"

>As virtuous men passe mildly away,
>And whisper to their soules, to goe,
>Whilst some of their sad friends doe say,
>The breath goes now, and some say, no:

>So let us melt, and make no noise,
>No teare-floods, nor sigh-tempests move,
>T'were prophanation of our joyes
>To tell the layetie our love.

>Moving of th'earth brings harmes and fears,
>Men reckon what it did and meant,
>But trepidation of the spheares,
>Though greater farre, is innocent.

>Dull sublunary lovers love
>(Whose soul is sense) cannot admit
>Absence, because it doth remove
>Those things which elemented it.

>But we by a love, so much refin'd,
>That our selves know not what it is,
>Inter-assured of the mind,
>Care lesse, eyes, lips and hands to misse.

>Our two soules therefore, which are one,
>Though I must goe, endure not yet
>A breach, but an expansion,
>Like gold to ayery thinnesse beate.

>If they be two, they are two so
>As stiffe twin compasses are two,
>Thy soule the fixt foot, makes no show
>To move, but doth, if th'other doe.

>And though it in the centre sit,
>Yet, when the other far doth rome,
>It leanes, and hearkens after it,
>And grows erect, as that comes home.

>Such wilt thou be to mee, who must
>Like th'other foot, obliquely runne;
>Thy firmnes makes my circle just,
>And makes me end, where I begunne.

>>24516291 (OP)
yuck

>>24516509
Sonnet 3:
>We were introduced. "Oh, the poet!"
>You said with your eyes suddenly sparkling,
>And we sat together in a corner,
>Immediately remarking: "Tedious society."

>And you chattered sweetly, with a smile,
>And the time rolled quickly by,
>And my heart, burning more and more as it was,
>Poured out sparks like a rocket.

>I was witty. Your laugh trilled
>Sonorously, like a silver (instrument) string,
>And my Scamp (should I translate it as Lad? Brat?) meanwhile, treacherously,

>Was knocking on the door of my pants,
>Raising it into a little pyramid.
>It seemed to be aiming for a record.

to me its the most weird and random thing for me to see women with bodies this absurdly "curved" but are also skinny so its just pure retarded bone structure thats so oddly deliberately shaped. what makes it particularly striking is that ive seen women with wastes and hips which are virtually indistinguishable from men, beyond having more even fat distribution. it really makes you wonder, what the fuck is the point of this "female" disposition the body has, if it wont even instill it in majority, a significant amount of women beyond giving them some little bit more fat below the waist

>>24516542
Everything you've posted so far has been great. He has an extremely entertaining poetic voice. I eagerly look forward to whatever else you post!

>>24516291 (OP)
He's written better. Anactoria is also inspired by Sappho and it's the better regarded poem for good reason. In assuming her voice he uses her jealousy as an inspiration to express sadomasochism mixed with sacrilege.
But eroticism is a major thread throughout all his 1st Poems & Ballads.

>>24516641
Aw, thank you. I'm glad you like it, my language's literature is too often neglected by the broader world so I'm glad I can generate some interest here.
>>24516542
Sonnet 4:
>The company was already in a jolly uproar.
>Because of my words, and because of a bit of boozing
>Your face was already, with natural makeup,
>Colored with a gentle tipsiness.

>And while in a sweetly-inciting unrest
>We were surrounded as if by an enchanted ring,
>Now with a sudden motion
>My male-amulet began to move its head.

>You looked right then, and saw
>That my love-compass was swaying,
>And in vain you hastened to look away:

>Your lip-biting, your burning embarrassment,
>Your clouded eyes betrayed you:
>You felt it penetrate with a crash!

>>24516658
I really just wanted one of Swinburne's Sapphic stanzas but I couldn't find any of his others on the internet.

>>24516790
Sonnet 5:
>From the gramophone flowed syncopations and dissonances
>And soles were tickled by the jazz band noise.
>"Let's dance!" We danced with great delight,
>And enchantingly you swung your rocking hips.

>Breath mixed with breath as we danced
>And I was pressed in ardent adhesion
>Against your enchanting pelvis and knees.
>I was drunk. My Lad reared up even more.

>I felt that from your chest were raised
>Two sweet points/peaks with a swelling of excitement
>And my own rearing-up swelling nearly burst.

>My heart beat in a wild drive.
>I was in love already, and had to give it its seal:
>The seal was left on my briefs.
This translation feels awkward in places, since I'm translating fairly literally, but I hope it at least gets an idea of the meaning across.

>>24516793
Literally just search “Sapphics Swinburne” it’s one poem in many Sapphic stanzas. Also nothing tops “Love and Sleep” and “Dolores”

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>>24516291 (OP)
Literally my diary desu, 38 poems so far. Sonnets, hymns, sapphics. How many poems until I should publish? Any tips on how to go about it?

>>24516542
Christ, what garbage.

>>24516291 (OP)
I used to think every girl, deep down, had lesbian desires inside them, it just made sense to me, girls are a million times better than boys, better to look at, better to talk to, why wouldn’t they? But whenever I talked about this to girls (when I’m in their bedroom or whatever, when we’re close) they agree, but in a way that makes me think they’re just doing it to make me happy; ‘oh yeah I mean, I want to kiss my friends.’ Not disagreeing, but not agreeing in the way I’d hoped. A polite nod to keep the mood going. Unfortunately, I think girls just like boys the way we like girls.

>>24517602
Every girl I’ve ever dated or went on dates with or have been friends with have either been bisexual or constantly act “fake gay” with their female friends to the point of mimicking sex(though I think this one is usually penis envy). None of these women have been whores btw most virgin and under 21.(I’m zoomer) I haven’t observed this in older women however, besides millennial band kid generation always claiming to be bi or pan or whatever tumblr shit

>>24517622
For some reason this rings false to me...
'fake gay,' 'penis envy,' 'whores' makes it feel like you're viewing this through a lens of stereotypes rather than genuine observation. The unprompted emphasis on virginity and age seems oddly defensive.

Though yeah I do think 'bisexuality' in this generation is much more prevalent, and real lesbians are almost going extinct.

>>24517632
These are women who are straight but say and do things that make me question whether women can even be straight. Ive seen them mimicking penetrative sex at sleepovers (ex gf sent pics. Every straight girl I know, most dislike pooners and aren’t the feminist type, will express in weird phrasing the idea that they should have been born a man or always wondering what it would be like to have a dick, asking me what it’s like with a curiosity that would be insanely suspect if the genders were reversed. I emphasize the fact that most are virgin and not whores to explain, in the case of virginity that they are just semi-innocent and playful, and in the case of not being whores that it’s not like these are seasoned girls with strange college experiences who want to try everything or have already.

>>24517536
Touched by the absolute gods this man was

>>24517665
If you like that, you’ll love my erotic poetics. Any anons want to give me publishing advice?

>>24517661
ok mate!

>>24516291 (OP)
Hey twin

Wild nights - Wild nights!
By Emily Dickinson

Wild nights - Wild nights!
Were I with thee
Wild nights should be
Our luxury!

Futile - the winds -
To a Heart in port -
Done with the Compass -
Done with the Chart!

Rowing in Eden -
Ah - the Sea!
Might I but moor - tonight -
In thee!

>>24519076
Ooh steamy

>It's true you
>Bake good jelly roll
>The best I've ever found
>It's true you bake good jelly roll, the best I've ever found
>But, it's one thing you gotta stop mama, that's serving it all over town

Lonnie Johnson ~ Go Back to Your No Good Man

>The gooners have found poetry
>and they're fucking it up.
Where's my Oscar?

>>24516658
Swinburne is so good.

>>24517577
I'm sorry my translation doesn't do it justice.

>>24517602
It seems to me that most people are at least a little bit bisexual- but the average person does lean towards the opposite sex.

>>24516291 (OP)
Idk but my fav love poem is by some schizo in the 70s nyc titled "The Bitch I Love"

>>24516805
Sonnet 6:
>The home dance had already ended.
>I accompanied you your way home,
>And before the door, as we were saying our goodbyes,
>I thanked you for your words of invitation with a kiss to the hand.

>Oh, sweet Tomorrow! Delightful day of visitation,
>I went home as if delirious,
>Half unconscious because of my longing
>For my bachelor's room, my hermit bed.

>And at home I looked and congratulated
>My Lad, and during sweet recollection
>An enchanting vision appeared hazily before me:

>In bed, you squeezed languidly
>With your thighs around a place that was burning
>And weeping from Eros's arrow.

>>24516291 (OP)
Every woman in TV and film looked like this and had this body type in the year 2000. Take me back goddamnit.

>>24519076
Didn't she die a virgin?

>>24516467
Based Archie Ammons poster

>>24516523
you're gay