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Wednesday, 26 August 2015

Gutter Press, Working Mischief

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This poem was written in 2002. 

Now, there was strict Equal Opportunities/Diversity policy where I used to work. Even so, a (straight) colleague once commented that he did not like to see two men kissing in the street or, indeed, anywhere in public.  I asked if he would object to kissing by way of a greeting or an impromptu gesture of affection? He insisted, 'Gay men have no right to impose their sexuality on others,' and went so far as to call it obscene for 'setting a bad example, especially to children and vulnerable young adults.' 

Photo: from the Internet

Yes, children and young people are naturally curious, and may well ask questions, but any suggestion that the sight of two men kissing is going to corrupt anyone has to be a complete nonsense. 

I asked my colleague how he felt about two women kissing in public. He replied that was different because 'women often do and one cannot assume they are lesbians'.  When I put it to him that his feelings about men kissing were therefore purely homophobic, he simply shrugged and walked away.

I have to admit I don't particularly care for couples - straight or gay - engaged in heavy kissing in public (especially if I happen to be sitting opposite them on a train or bus) but it's supposed to be a free country and I am, after all, free to sit elsewhere...or even close my eyes and surrender to some wishful thinking.

Let's face it, kissing is fun whether or not it may lead to that ultimate treasure trove called love, and I am pleased to say that most journalists I have ever met agree that, straight or gay, it makes no difference.

'With a kiss let us set out for that unknown world.' - Alfred de Musset

'We are all in the gutter, but some of us are reaching for the stars.' - Oscar Wilde

GUTTER PRESS, WORKING MISCHIEF

We kissed, quickening footsteps
rushing by like overflow
from a gutter… and heard voices
mutter,  ‘It’s not right to do that
in a busy street, would be different
if they were normal, for heaven’s
sake!  It’s a fine modernity permits
promiscuity in full view
of people going about their business,
anxious to cause no offence, 
setting an example to our kids, 
sure to keep a weather eye 
on their peers...getting paranoid
about tabloid whistle blowers,
wondering whose head next will fall,
Big Brother at school, on TV,
at the office, busy making mischief
while Heads, bosses, terrorists, 
are poised to mark our cards if only 
to make a point unless we, in turn, 
make a stand, prepare to deal ourselves 
a winning hand…’

‘So much to do, think about, without
having to look at gay folks kissing
in the street as if they had as much right
to be there as we everyday consumers
doing our damn best to rig share prices
and put the world straight.’

We kissed again, quickening footsteps
rushing past like overflow from a gutter,
and multicultural voices muttering …

Copyright R. N. Taber 2004; 2018

[Note: This poem has been slightly revised from the original version as it appears - under the title 'The Kiss' - in The Third Eye, by R. N.Taber, 2004.]



Thursday, 12 April 2012

Just a Question of Love

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Today’s poem has appeared twice on the blog before, the last time in 2010. It takes its title from a delightful and moving gay movie of the same name (in translation) Juste une Question d’Amour; it was first shown on French television in January 2000.

There was a time, especially in the 1980's and early 1990's, that Channel 4 here showed a variety of mainstream gay films, but we rarely see any on British television these days. [By mainstream, I mean an alternative to the kind of soft porn stuff that’s easy enough to come by. No worries there, but I for one enjoy a good story line with believable characters. Titles like The Torchsong Trilogy, Beautiful Thing, Get Real and Brokeback Mountain instantly spring to mind...]

We rarely even hear any discussion on gay issues here, either on TV or radio. Could it be that broadcasters are afraid of offending the less enlightened among the heterosexual majority, increasing in numbers all the time in a multicultural society in which various socio-cultural-religious hang-ups invariably include homophobia?

Now, as I have said many times, love does not discriminate so why should anyone? Sometimes I wonder, are we really living in the 21st century?

Even nowadays, many gay people are made to feel they have to choose between sexuality and family, friends, culture, entire home environment. No one should have to make such a choice anywhere in the world. and no one has the right to impose it on anyone.  

This poem is a villanelle.

JUST A QUESTION OF LOVE 

As spring rain from above
on Earth Mother in pain;
it's just a question of love

As push comes to shove,
so love into its own,
as spring rain from above

The healing wing of a dove
will learn to fly again;
it’s just a question of love

Love has nothing to prove;
a bigot’s loss, its gain,
as spring rain from above

See a hand torn from glove
beat cold and pain;
it’s just a question of love

If nature’s sexuality prove
as precious a bane
as spring rain from above,
it’s just a question of love

Copyright R. N. Taber 2010

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

Tuesday, 3 August 2010

Among Secrets Of The Heart?

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No one likes secrets. Even so, many if not most of us have some. Sadly, even in this sorry looking 21st century of ours, many gay people feel obliged to keep their sexuality a secret for all kinds of reasons; family/ peer pressure, state persecution in some countries, potential career damage…whatever. It’s all the more refreshing therefore when someone - especially a young - person in the public eye comes out to the media and, for the most part, people wish him or her well.

Not so long ago, TV’s Pop Idol winner Will Young came out. Now X Factor winner Joe McElderry has followed in his footsteps. Significantly, the majority of viewers who had already taken these young men to their hearts continue to wish them well in their lives generally as well as singing careers.

All credit to Joe (who admits to having kissed plenty of girls) for discovering and telling us that ’I’m really happy. Now I know who I really am.’

Let’s all wish Joe and Will every success in life, yeah?

AMONG SECRETS OF THE HEART?

Who does not guard secrets of the heart
they dare nor reveal, fearing rejection
by the object of their affection and desire,
lighting a fire in us we dare not share
(can but warm ourselves and take comfort
from each rising flame of unrequited love,
loneliness by any other name)?

Oh, to love and be loved in return, the fire
burn higher, fiercer still, in two hearts
instead of one. Yet, what can we do but keep
the secret safe? How to live, knowing
for sure we love in vain, nothing worthwhile
to hope for but kindness and a chance smile
kindling our pain, exposed for a fool?

If gay people can find a courage of heart
to come out, stand up and be counted
for who they are and all they stand for,
why not a straight person too? No one
can tell us what to do. Our decision. Quit
the lonely hearth, though it serve us well,
or make of heaven a hell on earth?

Better, surely, to let love’s secrets go free,
regardless of race, creed, sex, sexuality?

Copyright R. N. Taber 2010

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