The bear Ursa Major went free that night,
And her little cub too,
And the hunter, Orion, gambled and played
And drank with the man on the moon. Continue reading
The Hunter and the Moon
by Author Reinvented The hunter, Orion, was hungry one day,
So he took a bite of the moon,
Washed it down with some of the milky way,
Using the little dipper as a spoon.
Short Lgbt Poems
A ConceitMaya Angelou
Give me your hand
Make room for me
to lead and follow
you
beyond this rage of poetry.
Let others have
the privacy of
touching words
and love of loss
of love.
For me
Give me your hand.
Unadulterated and Unapologetic
by Chloe Foster They tell me homosexuality is a sin,
And what am I supposed to say,
When her pacific eyes attract to me,
Like night attracts to day
They tell me not to give in,
But how could I resist,
When golden brown sugar,
Gracefully falls from her lips
......
Yearning for your love's company,
a longing, a wanting so sure.
When apart,
it feels like a piece of yourself has gone astray, Awaiting the laughter of your soulmate,
your partner, every day.
A glimpse, a sound, that will never come,
......
Happy Pride Month, friends!
Partners in Rhyme was honored to have Harvard Professor, poet, and literary critic Stephanie Burt visit a recent session at Cambridge Rindge & Latin School in MA.
During her visit, Professor Burt talked about Super Gay Poems, her new anthology of fifty-one LGBTQIA+ poems. As in. '
'No, no!
The garden of our love
by Matteo Guidi Queer love, difficult to define,
blooms like the garden's reddest rose, Facing the sun like a sunflower,
yet a roller coaster in repose.
It thrives even in desiccated soil,
its growth feels like magic, pure.
'
A BookEmily Dickinson
There is no frigate like a book
To take us lands away,
Nor any coursers like a page
Of prancing poetry.
This traverse may the poorest take
Without oppress of toll;
How frugal is the chariot
That bears a human soul! ' she cried.
......
When You ComeMaya Angelou
When you come to me, unbidden,
Beckoning me
To long-ago rooms,
Where memories lie.
Offering me, as to a child, an attic,
Gatherings of days too few.
Baubles of stolen kisses.
Trinkets of borrowed loves.
Trunks of secret words,
I CRY.
Always Marry An April GirlOgden Nash
Praise the spells and bless the charms,
I found April in my arms.
April golden, April cloudy,
Gracious, cruel, tender, rowdy;
April soft in flowered languor,
April cold with sudden anger,
Ever changing, ever true --
I love April, I love you. As in what if ...
“The Black Unicorn” by Audre Lorde
The black unicorn is greedy ...
“I Do” by Sjohnna McCray
Driving the highway from Atlanta to Phoenix ...
“syntax” by Maureen N.
McLane
and if / I were to say // I love you and / I do love you ...
“Starlight” by William Meredith
Going abruptly into a starry night / It is ignorance we blink from ...
“My Lover Is a Woman” by Pat Parker
my lover is a woman ...
“Abandonment Under the Walnut Tree” by D.
A. Powell
Something seems to have gnawed that walnut leaf ...
“No One Speaks fo How Tendrils Feed on the Fruits” by Xan Phillips
of my demise these dead hands ...
The King is Dead, Long Live the King” by Julian Randall
Heaven is the certainty that you will be avenged ...
“Tonight No Poetry Will Serve” by Adrienne Rich
Saw you walking barefoot / taking a long look / at the new moon's eyelid ...
“Elegy in Joy” by Muriel Rukeyser
We tell beginnings: for the flesh and the answer ...
“The Anactoria Poem” by Sappho
Some say thronging cavalry, some say foot soldiers ...
“Syntax” by Reginald Shepherd
Occasionally a god speaks to you ...
“C.R.E.A.M.” by Danez Smith
in the morning I think about money ...
“Dear Melissa: [a curve billed thrasher]” by TC Tolbert
A curve billed thrasher / is cleaning it's beak on the ground ...
“Self-Portrait as Exit Wounds” by Ocean Vuong
Instead, let it be the echo to every footstep ...
“And Now Upon My Head the Crown” by Phillip B.
Williams
In the first place—I wanted him and said so ...
browse more LGBTQ poems >
Gay Poems
An ultimatum
by Tobias Winters An ultimatum stood at my door
And greeted me so fondly
To the tune of my thumping heartbeat.
"Live as I seem or die as I am"
The words had reverberated in my skull and rattled my bones-
Sick with grief and mourning
Of a life never lived,
A lick of air never tasted on a tongue of a new man-
Not man-soon-to-be, or transsexual or Pinocchio without the splintering of wood but of words,
......
Hot And ColdRoald Dahl
A woman who my mother knows
Came in and took off all her clothes.
Said I, not being very old,
'By golly gosh, you must be cold! (shadow)” by Rosamond S. King
Breathe / .
Here’s a sample from Super Gay Poems:
Summer
You are the ice cream sandwich connoisseur of your generation.
Blessed are your floral shorteralls, your deeply pink fanny pack with travel-size lint roller just in case.
Level of splendiferous in your outfit: 200.
Types of invisible pain stemming from adolescent disasters in classrooms, locker rooms, & quite often Toyota Camrys: at least 10,000.
You are not a jigglypuff, not yet a wigglytuff.
Reporters & fathers call your generation “the worst.”
Which really means “queer kids who could go online & learn that queer doesn’t have to mean disaster.”
Or dead.
Instead, queer means, splendiferously, you.
& you means someone who knows that common flavors for ice cream sandwiches in Singapore include red bean, yam, & honeydew.
Your powers are great, are growing.
One day you will create an online personality quiz that also freshens the breath.
The next day you will tell your father, You were wrong to say that I had to change.
To make me promise I would.
For more essays, video, and ephemera, check out our Pride Month roundup.
Featured Poems
“Hair” by Francisco Aragón
who conceived that ravine
“Langston Blues” by Jericho Brown
O Blood of the River of songs ...
“The Distant Moon” by Rafael Campo
Admitted to the hospital again ...
“Where Is She ::: Koté Li Yé” by R.
Erica Doyle
Long ago I met / a beautiful boy ...
“Things Haunt” by Joshua Jennifer Espinoza
California is a desert and I am a woman inside it ...
“Kudzu” by Saeed Jones
I won't be forgiven / for what I've made / of myself ...
“The Talking Back of Miss Valentine Jones: Poem # one” by June Jordan
well I wanted to braid my hair ...
“Breathe.
In addition to curating a varied collection of queer poetry, Burt provides a concise, insightful essay about each poem. To make me promise.
& promise.
—Chen Chen
“Queer means, splendiferously, you.”
–Chen Chen
Watch Chen Chen read “Summer” (2:30 minutes in):
Source:
“Summer”by Chen Chen from Your Emergency Contact Has Experienced an Emergency, 2022.
Copyrighted material used for educational purposes.
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Kermit starin’ down a pistol point
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This is a wonderful teaching resource and an accessible anthology for those who are a little scared of poetry. 'Indeed I'm not!
I'm feeling devilishly hot!