A Lovemaking

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I gave myself to nature many years ago. I have no regrets, and suspect I’ve survived the roller-coaster ride that is a gay man’s life all the better for it, enjoying the ups and dealing with the downs as best I can...

This poem is a villanelle.

A LOVEMAKING

Come dusk in a summer rain,

Earth Mother half asleep,

making love to me yet again

My body forsaken its passion,

a late lark anxious to keep,

come dusk in a summer rain

Sharing in a sorry world’s pain,

its rose thorns pricking deep,

making love to me yet again

A hard won sexuality, a reason

its cloud shapes weep,

come dusk in a summer rain

Humanity finding redemption

(where dark forces creep)

making love to me yet again

Rejecting shame for salvation,

a fine harvest sure to reap,

come dusk in a summer rain

making love to me yet again

[From: On the Battlefields of Love by R. N. Taber, Assembly Books, 2010]