In the days of physical elasticity,
instant sparks of electricity
and youthful hunger,
whether in daylight, twilight or moonlight,
lips and teeth tended to tattoo and collide
on the soft skin of the underside.
Now I love to tangle in the copper hair
on forearms, chest and belly, where
winter frost has started to appear,
but it is on the soft skin underneath I linger
with tender lips and tip of finger.
Kim M. Russell, 1st September 2020
This Tuesday our guest host is Sanaa of adashofsunny, with erotica. She gives us a historical background to erotic literature as well as examples of art and poetry. I particularly like the poem by John Donne, although my favourite of his is ‘The Flea’, so underplayed and humorous for a poem about seducing a woman. Sanaa’s own poems are so much more romantic, I can hear them breathe. Although I have enjoyed Anais Nin’s erotic writing, I would like to see if there are as many erotic poems by female poets as by men.
The form I chose is the elevensie, which I first discovered through Rosemary Nissen-Wade. It was pioneered by Australian poet Kerri Shying, who thought an eleven-liner ‘could become a respectable form in its own right: a form any poet might attempt. Five lines either side and the middle line’s the title, that’s all there is to it.’