That post-a-poem meme--when you see this, post some poetry in your own LJ

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All right, all right, it's not strictly fannish.

However, it's smutty! Does that count for nothing? I saw the poem spiderine posted, and couldn't keep myself from taking those last lines as a personal challenge.

So here's a lovely sonnet by Marilyn Hacker, which quite outstrips Mssr. Fenton's "all points south."

How many sonnets have you read that involved fellatio in public places? How many that involved the word "ass"? :D



Bloomingdale's

'If I weren't working, I'd sleep next to you
an hour or two more. Then we'd get the car
and drive a while, out of Manhattan, to
a quiet Bloomingdale's in Westchester.
If we saw anything we liked, we'd buy it!
We'd try things on, first, in one cubicle.
You'd need to make an effort to be quiet
when I knelt down and got my fingers full
of you, my mouth on you, against the wall.
You'd pull my hair. You'd have to bite your tongue.
I'd hold your ass so that you wouldn't fall.
Later, we'd take a peaceful walk along
the aisles, letting our hands touch every chance
they got, among the bras and underpants.'

~Marilyn Hacker