Woolf and Wilde, which I came across totally on chance, combines vintage photos of 'queer' embrace and the like with texts from gay and lesbian authors or somehow otherwise queer. (Some queer theorist out there is groaning. Whatev. It's a photo blog!) Surf on over! Note: some of the photos might be NSFW, believe it or not. Those olden time folks had racy photos, too!
A recent photo of two men wrestling was coupled with this poem from Mutsuo Takahashi:
You are a murderer
No you are not, but really a wrestler
Either way it's just the same
For from the ring of your entangled body
Clean as leather, lustful as a lily
Will nail me down
On your stout neck like a column, like a pillar of tendons
The thoughtful forehead
(In fact, it's thinking nothing)
When the forehead slowly moves and closes the heavy eyelids
Inside, a dark forest awakens
A forest of red parrots
Seven almonds and grape leaves
At the end of the forest a vine
Covers the house where two boys
Lie in each others arms: I'm one of them, you the other
In the house, melancholy and terrible anxiety
Outside the keyhole, a sunset
Dyed with the blood of the beautiful bullfighter Escamillo
Scorched by the sunset, headlong, headfirst
Falling, falling, a gymnast
If you're going to open your eyes, nows the time, wrestler
Published on June 18, 2011 05:49