Interesting Light

Jennifer Pugh photographed by Liu Zongyuan for Vision China, 2015.
So there is no confusion, Liu Zongyuan was also a Chinese writer and poet who lived during the Tang Dynasty. His courtesy name was Zihou.
A thousand mountains, no sign of birds in flight;
Ten thousand paths, no trace of human tracks.
In a lone boat, an old man, in rain hat and straw raincoat,
Fishing alone, in the cold river snow.

A Boy and his Chicken

A chicken whose name was Chantecler
Clucked in iambic pentameter
It sat on a shelf, reading Song of Myself
And laid eggs with a perfect diameter
” – Richard Maxson
Origin of photo unknown. Just a glimpse into an almost forgotten world.

Ode to Pubic Hair

Another Polaroid from the secret collection of Italian architect Carlo Mollino. The pictures were discovered posthumously.
Gwerful Mechain is one of the most famous female Welsh-language poets. Also, the only female medieval Welsh poet from whom a substantial body of work has survived.
Probably the most famous part of her work today is her erotic poetry, especially Cywydd y Cedor (“Ode to the Pubic Hair”), a poem praising the vulva. It is a work in which she upbraids male poets for celebrating so many parts of a woman’s body. “Let songs about the quim circulate,” she adjures her readers. As to the pubic hair: “Lovely bush, God save it.” Yes, let’s save it! If you want to read the poem, you can find it here.

A Kiss

Didn’t Sappho say her guts clutched up like this?
Before a face suddenly numinous,
her eyes watered, knees melted. Did she lactate
again, milk brought down by a girl’s kiss?

Didn’t Sappho by Marilyn Hacker
(Origin of photo unknown)

Historical Lesbian Romance

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Morning at the Window

They are rattling breakfast plates in basement kitchens,
And along the trampled edges of the street
I am aware of the damp souls of housemaids
Sprouting despondently at area gates.

The brown waves of fog toss up to me
Twisted faces from the bottom of the street,
And tear from a passer-by with muddy skirts
An aimless smile that hovers in the air
And vanishes along the level of the roofs.
T. S. Eliot
(Origin of picture unknown)

The End

This is the end, beautiful friend
This is the end, my only friend, the end
(The Doors)
Photograph by Chip Willis
Carmenica’s Bonus

Ode to Vagina

Erotic lithographs with the erotic poem Ode au Vagin: Poeme Inedit by Clovis Hugues. Published 1933 some 25 years after his death.

    

A Jug of Wine…

A Jug of Wine, a Loaf of Bread–and Thou from Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam

       

On the Stairs

Emile Savitry, 1935

Ellen von Unwerth – Shalom Harlow, Vogue Paris, February 1993

Jeanloup Sieff, 1972

“Halfway down the stairs is a stair where I sit. There isn’t any other stair quite like it. I’m not at the bottom, I’m not at the top; so this is the stair where I always stop.” A. A. Milne