perversions, 1958 – 2016

 

in high school, 1958,

we heard

rumors about homos,

and warnings not to wear

green and yellow on thursdays

supposedly a code for the homos

whoever they were

 

guys at our school got

bullied and even beaten

just for wearing glasses

or for being small and quiet

so we feared what would happen

if the bullies labeled us as

queers

whoever they were

 

and then we saw in the newspapers

photos of bloodied men

men who needed the company

of other men

hauled out in handcuffs

from nightclubs into

police vans,

arrested for

perversions

whatever they were

 

in 2016 the same bullies

some wearing suits

still nurture the

bacteria of fear

spread the infection into restrooms

and onto the children

while hiding their own perversions

and we know what they are

 

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sanberdooboy

I've been writing mostly poetry for many years and have gotten a number of works accepted in publications and anthologies. I'm most interested in communicating with poets for whom craft is a high priority. I enjoy finding and commenting on poetic gems in other people's work. For my own work, I welcome polite comments, whether positive or critical.

5 thoughts on “perversions, 1958 – 2016”

  1. thanks so much for your comment. i do feel sad about, as you stated so well, “the ignorance that continues.” i remember many years ago when a male friend of mine bravely told me that he was gay. he said that he never had a “choice” about it. but the haters continue to appeal to fear.

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  2. We humans continue to draw lines to divide ourselves into constraining boxes, but those lines diminish, the boxes unfold. Love is love is love. And Love cannot be contained.Thank you for your insightful, heartfelt words. 🙂

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  3. thanks for your thoughtful reply. your metaphor of lines and boxes is on point, especially how the boxes unfold. and the fact that, as you indicate, we “continue to draw lines to divide ourselves.” so much fear poisoning the environment. thank goodness that, as you write, “Love cannot be contained.”

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