Tag: lust

The man in the white Stetson

Some meetings are more memorable than others. Some are even worthy of a poem:

Deep in the Welsh mountains where revellers reeled,

We met in a rowdy and colourful field,

In a white Stetson hat, beside me he kneeled,

He was hunting for treasure, I was too, it was sealed.

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Woman’s lust

There are so many poems written by men lusting after women. Traditionally, women are almost always depicted as the passive objects of desire rather than active or, god forbid, enthusiastic participants. It feels like a good time to start redressing the balance:

This is not love this is lust, she should have said.

I trust in my body far more than my head.

So, forget such tender feelings and come to bed.

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From His Coy Mistress

A riposte to Andrew Marvell.

I’ve always loved Andrew Marvell’s lusty poem ‘To His Coy Mistress’ in which he shamelessly seeks to persuade a young woman to acquiesce to his carnal desires.

But I have also always felt it deserved a response from the young woman’s perspective – especially given it was written in the 17th century long before birth control or feminism – so here goes – enjoy!

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