do you have or come across erotic poetry?
erotic not sex explicit poetry.
do you have a favourite of few lines you could share here.
do you have or come across erotic poetry?
erotic not sex explicit poetry.
do you have a favourite of few lines you could share here.
Last edited by cacian; 06-29-2014 at 02:36 PM.
it may never try
but when it does it sigh
it is just that
good
it fly
It is hard for me to separate erotic from sexually explicit writing. Maybe someone will have an example.
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I see. do you have something in mind ?Originally Posted by YesNo
what I meant by erotic is suggestive rather then full one explicit.
actually
John Donne comes to mind.
here is a piece I found:
From “Elegy XIX: To His Mistress Going to Bed”:
Off with that girdle, like heaven’s zone glistering,
But a far fairer world encompassing.
Unpin that spangled breastplate, which you wear
That th’eyes of busy fools may be stopped there:
Unlace yourself, for that harmonious chime
Tells me from you that now it is bed time.
here is a really interesting article about John Donne I came across:
http://www.newyorker.com/online/blog...tic-poems.html
Last edited by cacian; 06-29-2014 at 05:17 PM.
it may never try
but when it does it sigh
it is just that
good
it fly
The article you cited was interesting. It makes me wonder if it is the topic of the poems that make them erotic or the way the topic is handled?
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I think it a good point.
I think it is the way it is handled.
the eroticism stems from the idea that one can write in a such way rather then what is being said I think.
the reader imagines and the writer indulges.
John Donne I believe was expressing frustrations rather explicitness. His writing comes across as exploitative of the mind and not the body. this is how I see it.
Last edited by cacian; 06-29-2014 at 06:36 PM.
it may never try
but when it does it sigh
it is just that
good
it fly
Non-explicit erotic poetry can be erotic in a way that is similar to clothed women being as sexy as unclothed women. The most important sex organ is the brain.
I agree with PeterL. Erotic is clothed. Explicit comes later. The brain keeps it all coherent, but as Joan Rivers observed long ago (http://www.imdb.com/title/tt1568150/), when a man is searching up a woman's skirt he's not looking for a library card.
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I don't know about searching someone's skirt it is a crude way of putting it. I do find her rather too crude for my liking. her jokes are a bit too much for me.
Yes erotic is not about the sex act itself it is about the idea of courting and imagination i guess. I am not a man so I am just guessing.
but then I am not sure lust is close to erotic or not?
it may never try
but when it does it sigh
it is just that
good
it fly
Come slowly, Eden
by Emily Dickinson
Come slowly—Eden
Lips unused to thee—
Bashful—sip thy jasmines—
As the fainting bee—
Reaching late his flower,
Round her chamber hums—
Counts his nectars—alights—
And is lost in balms!
In A Gondola
by Robert Browning
The moth's kiss, first!
Kiss me as if you made me believe
You were not sure, this eve,
How my face, your flower, had pursed
Its petals up; so, here and there
You brush it, till I grow aware
Who wants me, and wide ope I burst.
The bee's kiss, now!
Kiss me as if you enter'd gay
My heart at some noonday,
A bud that dares not disallow
The claim, so all is render'd up,
And passively its shatter'd cup
Over your head to sleep I bow.
even the Bible does a good bit erotic verse:
Song of Solomon
attributed to King Solomon
I am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys.
As the lily among thorns, so is my love among the daughters.
As the apple tree among the trees of the wood, so is my beloved among the sons.
I sat down under his shadow with great delight, and his fruit was
sweet to my taste.
He brought me to the banqueting house, and his banner over me
was love.
Stay me with flagons, comfort me with apples: for I am sick of love.
His left hand is under my head, and his right hand doth embrace me.
I charge you, O ye daughters of Jerusalem, by the roes,
and by the hinds of the field, that ye stir not up, nor wake my love,
till he please.
The voice of my beloved! behold, he cometh leaping upon the
mountains, skipping upon the hills.
My beloved is like a roe or a young hart: behold, he standeth behind our wall,
he looketh forth at the windows, shewing himself through the lattice.
My beloved spake, and said unto me, Rise up, my love, my fair one,
and come away.
For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone;
The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is
come,
and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;
The fig tree putteth forth her green figs, and the vines with the
tender grape give a good smell.
Arise, my love, my fair one, and come away.
O my dove, that art in the clefts of the rock, in the secret places of
the stairs, let me see thy countenance,
let me hear thy voice; for sweet is thy voice, and thy countenance is
comely.
Take us the foxes, the little foxes, that spoil the vines: for our vines
have tender grapes.
My beloved is mine, and I am his: he feedeth among the lilies.
Until the day break, and the shadows flee away, turn, my beloved,
and be thou like a roe or a young hart upon the mountains of
spices.
is this supposed to be about Adam and Eve?
fainting bee??
inhibriated from honey??
Reaching late his flower
interesting the bee here is masculine rather then feminine. I thought the female sipped honey not the male?? the male transport it to and from right??
And is lost in balms
is this suggest infertility?
it may never try
but when it does it sigh
it is just that
good
it fly
OK when you have to explain the very obvious metaphors it kind of loses its eroticism... but anyway
eden = innocence = virgin
so come slowly, eden = take it slow
she is not used to kisses and is bashful = shy
by the time he (the bee) reaches his flower = his ultimate destination of consummation he is fainting from desire
he hums around her chamber ie. still taking it slow
and engages in more foreplay
until he alights and is lost in it's delights (balms) which word itself hints all kinds of erotic pleasures
Ok.
what
reaching late his flower??
late??
hence the idea of infertility at the end.
I understood EDEN to be in reference with Adam and Yve,
it may never try
but when it does it sigh
it is just that
good
it fly
again here there is a similarity between The Dickinson and this.
they both made reference to:
eve
and
Bee.
I mean these are outstanding words.
then this line
if you enter'd gay
is this again a play on word?
by gay one means infertility??
I am just speculating.
and I thank you for taking time to post all these fascinating pieces.
I am enjoying reading them.
I have not read the Bible one yet.
it may never try
but when it does it sigh
it is just that
good
it fly
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