Sunday, 28 July 2024

The Diaries of Mr Lucas by Hugo Greenhalgh

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A friend gave me an advance review copy, which I got around to read a couple months after its actual publication.


Hugo, who knew Mr Lucas towards the end of his life, focuses on the Diaries from the 1960s – a decade when Peter, a friend / lover / “rent boy”, draws Mr Lucas into the edges of the Kray twins circles. A decade in which the sex Mr Lucas has been having since the 40s is, partially decriminalised (although his cruising in Cottages, and paying for it was still beyond the law).


Part of the importance of this is a reminder that Gay men were not invented in 1967 – for all the challenges there was plenty of Gay sex and plenty of Gay lives lived wholeheartedly before then. Maybe it was a bubble, a world existing in syncopation from the Straight world – the streets that he cruised were the same streets that the Straight world bustled along without really being aware of each other.


I refer to “Gay men” rather than LGBT+ because in the context of Mr Lucas this is an account of a Gay man, and his encounters with other Gay men or MSM (men who have sex with men). LGBT+ histories are intertwined, but there are distinct threads. His diaries are fascinating exactly because of their particularity -


As we now celebrate 1967 as the beginning of liberation we also need to be reminded that at the time many of those in favour of decriminalisation did so because they believed that Gay people should be pitied rather than punished. To be openly Gay would still be to be marginalised.


That Mr Lucas continued to live with his parents for a significant period of time after being thrown out the army, and endured their piercing comments about his sexuality, their homophobia tells us a lot about the times. But despite their comments they didn’t throw him out – one has the sense that they would have had a toxic love/hate relationship even if he had been straight.


Hugo Greenhalgh also uses Mr Lucas as a lens to explore the relationship between those who pay for sex and those that get paid for it. Mr Lucas seems to have generally seen himself as a patron, a philanthropist almost, when throughout his adult life he paid others for ‘sex’. Hugo shares and reflects on his own youthful experience of being paid / rewarded for sexual encounters – very aware of the problematic power dynamics. It is clear that a complex set of dynamics exist – and it caused me to pause when seeing this call from Tonia Antoniazzi MP for the criminalisation of paying for sex https://www.bbc.co.uk/news/articles/c87r42mvzdzo would this push things even further into the shadows, and if so make things worse for the most vulnerable sex workers – a case can be made that bringing sex work into the mainstream might actually achieve better outcomes. But there is no simple answers either way.


Hugo Greenhalgh does not turn Mr Lucas into a hero, he is a character that is compelling but not particularly likeable – but we need these stories – we need to tell our history – warts and all. There is nothing new about being Gay – there are people that want to say we are a figment of a 21st century woke imagination and we need our stories, our histories however complex and conflicted they might be to show that we have always been and they are talking nonsense.

Friday, 26 July 2024

Rebel Blood Cells by Jamie Woods and Not Your Orlando by J Lock, G Parker, JP Seabright

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Two pamphlets from Punk Dust Poetry, one about the experience of leukaemia, the other about trans and gender-fluid lives – distinct in subject matter but speaking with the same spirit and soul.


From Rebel Blood Cells I tagged Listening to William’s Last Words which dislocated you, Benches about how we remember, and PTSD / IET Guidance Notes for Registered Electricians which is clever in its metaphor.


From Not Your Orlando I only tagged Barbette for its rage against assimilation – People of cis straight whiteness too often think assimilation is inclusion. As someone who presents as a Cis White Man I need to continually sense check how I am using my privilege to create space for others to speak with there authentic voice.

Thursday, 25 July 2024

Dancer from the Dance by Andrew Holleran

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Even if this edition hadn’t had an introduction from Alan Hollinghurst I think I would still have placed this in the same space as The Swimming-Pool Library. The tension of living a very gay life within a very tight bubble unites them.


Holleran writes at the close of the 70s but it is impossible to read it now without the dark dark shadow of AIDS that would so soon eclipse the world he describes.


Fire Island is on the edge of this UK centric gay’s world map, but it is central to a US, especially an East Coast USA gay identity. A couple of days ago we watched the 2022 film Fire Island - https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Fire_Island_(film) which gave me an added vision of the setting of most of what Holleran narratives.


But there is a darkness, the endless party of gay-life becomes soul destroying, we try to out run our demons but in the end we have to turn around and face them.

The Forward Book of Poetry 1994

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As I have worked my way backwards through the Forward books we arrive at the second edition, and names like R.S. Thomas and Benjamin Zephaniah make me wonder which of the poets in the current editions will endure and be known and read in thirty years time?

The Ferryman’s Arms by Don Paterson

Judith by Vicki Feaver

Virtual Reality by Tim Cumming for its unsettling quality

Portrait of the Painter Hans Theo Richter and his wife Gisela in Dresden 1933 by Tony Curtis repeats the phrase “This is before...” we know, with hindsight just how much this was before – and it made me feel that we might be in a moment “before” things as terrible…

At the Grave of the Unknown African by Fred D’Aguiar to remind us that BLM is not a new call to arms…

Now We Are Married by Jonathan Davidson

Recension Day by Duncan Forbes

Raw Meat by David Kelly

Another Night in the Vice Squad by Helen Kitson which is sad because trans sex workers are if anything more vulnerable now than then.

Misunderstanding and Muzak by Dennis O’Driscoll

Triads by William Scammell

The Little Hours, New and Selected Poems by Hilary Llewellyn-Williams

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These poems are rich with nature, attentive to the world around us, but the three I put tabs in go beyond the physical and see a world enchanted.


Animaculture plays with the image of gardening Angels and concludes like this:

“…

The gardening angels prune and propagate

moving in secret through the soul’s acres -

have I called on mine too late?


Whistling, she strolls in from long ago,

And she hands me the rake and hoe -

Your turn, she says; and I feel my wings stir.”


from What Brynach Saw:

“Someone saw angels on this hill.

One of those early saints, the tough

weathered sort with big hands

… rough

jawed and broken-toothed from an old brawl

those nights before he fell in love

with the sky and became a saint.


...”


Deep Song:

“At school, we all sang…


But between puppyfat and agelines

I lost that voice, I lost

all angelic strivings...”

Sunday, 14 July 2024

Oh Yeah A Bear Poetry Anthology Edited by Raymond Luczak

Although they don't list international shipping on website, I messaged them and they posted it to me for a handful of dollars - www.bearskinlodgepress.com


This is rich and delightful anthology, the list of tagged poems is long. 

As a bear lover I am absolutely here for this celebration of beautifully hairy men – but it equally filled with moments of doubt, of vulnerability.


Bear Ghazal by Alex Carrigan

Morning Afternoon Evening Night & I Am a Bear by Jamieson Wolf

Tactics & Heft by Mark Ward

Overlooked by Jer Loudenback

His Hair by M. J. Arcangelini

Full by George K. Ilsley

Belly by Shane Allison

Year of the Otter by Brandon Mead

Leaving Logan Intl. by Kevin Bertolero

Muscle Bear, Man Boobs, & Midcentury Modern by Gary Garafola

Eviction Notice by Marc Frazier – which explores identity as it tells various people they are not Bears – I am not a Bear but I do have a Bear Flag on my work bag, under the flap but there all the same – a Bear Chaser, a Bear Ally? - I hope I am not one of the people that make Marc angry…

Abundance by Randall Ivey

The Embrace by Raymond Luczak

Any More (66.67%) by Cacticub

Photo Shoot by Allen Smith

Friday, 12 July 2024

The Forward Book of Poetry 2023

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I put a lot of tabs in this one!


42. by Kim Moore

Bulldozers Undoing God by Mabfoutha Ishtayyeh

Telephone Girls by Holly Hopkins

Bless Grace Jones & Midnight in the Foreign Food Aisle by Warsan Shire

I’m Shouting I LOVED YOUR DAD at my Brother’s Cat by Cecilia Knapp, even the title it packed with emotion.

Foreplay by Claire Askew which I read as an uncomfortable reflection on power.

Scholar by Emily Berry

Monster Tinder by Anna Cheung

Sunset on 14th Street by Alex Dimitrov

The Worries by Molly Naylor especially for is closing lines “… | Maybe the worries stopped me doing more | or maybe everywhere I went, | the worries took me there.”

Boys Over Flowers by Stuti Pachisia

Nerve by Peter Scapello – one of those time when I feel a little smug for have already read their book before “discovering” the poem here…


Thursday, 11 July 2024

Heros by Stephen Fry

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This is the follow up to Mythos in which Stephen Fry retold the stories of the Greek Gods, this time it is the next generation of tales of the mortal heros.


These are tales that exist at the edge, mostly slightly beyond the edge, of my knowledge – so it was really enjoyable to have such an accessible introduction.


Fry narratives the tales with snippets of commentary, conversational, at times with tongue in cheek but never dismissive of the tales – he treats the heros as real and rounded characters.


Finding the “moral” of the story is not the central concern, although there are moments when the motivations of the Gods and Mortals feel very familiar to contemporary life – but often it is there egos, vanity, and jealously that is the clearest mirror to our own.