Sexy Friday Has Been Reading Leaves of Grass
This is the female form,
A divine nimbus exhales from it head to foot,
It attracts with fierce undeniable attraction,
I am drawn by its breath as if I were no more than a helpless
vapor, all falls aside but myself and it,
Books, art, religion, time, the visible and solid earth, and what
was expected of heaven or fear’d of hell, are now consumed,
Mad filaments, ungovernable shoots play out of it, the response
likewise ungovernable,
Hair, bosom, hips, bend of legs, negligent falling hands all
diffused, mine too diffused,
Ebb stung by the flow and the flow stung by the ebb, love-flesh
swelling and deliciously aching,
Limitless limpid jets of love hot and enormous, quivering jelly of
love, white-blow and delirious juice,
Bridegroom night of love working surely and softly into the
prostrate dawn,
Undulating into the willing and yielding day,
Lost in the cleave of the clasping and sweet-flesh’d day.
-Walt Whitman
Tags: 19th century erotica, captain caveman, delirious juice, I Sing The Booty Electric, sexy friday, Wait was he talking about sex?, Walt Whitman fucked anything and everything
January 9th, 2009 at 3:39 pm
Poetry sucks.
Oh, and yes. Definitely yes.
January 9th, 2009 at 3:40 pm
Kerry Collins would like more cream in his coffee. In fact, just give me the cream.
January 9th, 2009 at 3:41 pm
WALT WHITMAN?! GAHHHHH! DAMN YOU WALT WHITMAN!
January 9th, 2009 at 3:43 pm
Had no idea ol’ Walt was big into the yayo.
January 9th, 2009 at 3:48 pm
Poetry sucks.
You’re a gentleman and a scholar.
January 9th, 2009 at 3:48 pm
Poetry sucks.
So does your ex-wife’s face, Philistine.
/built-in put-down for anything Rocco ever says again, ever
January 9th, 2009 at 3:55 pm
Is there some kind of form I have to fill out or something if I want to make her ass my deity?
January 9th, 2009 at 3:55 pm
A sudden blow: the great wings beating still
Above the staggering girl, her thighs caressed
By his dark webs, her nape caught in his bill,
He holds her helpless breast upon his breast.
How can those terrified vague fingers push
The feathered glory from her loosening thighs?
How can anybody, laid in that white rush,
But feel the strange heart beating where it lies?
A shudder in the loins, engenders there
The broken wall, the burning roof and tower
And Agamemnon dead.
Being so caught up,
So mastered by the brute blood of the air,
Did she put on his knowledge with his power
Before the indifferent beak could let her drop?
- Jerramy Stevens
January 9th, 2009 at 3:56 pm
+many for that comeback CC.
January 9th, 2009 at 3:56 pm
Leda and the Swan on KSK is uncharted waters.
January 9th, 2009 at 3:57 pm
Yeah, poetry blows. I fucking hate when people try to make sex seem like it’s supposed to be beautiful, intimate, romantic, or anything other than one person reaming another out.
January 9th, 2009 at 4:03 pm
@Rocco: Maybe you should start with something a little more your speed. Like Shel Silverstein.
January 9th, 2009 at 4:04 pm
never, in a million years, would I have expected to see Walt Whitman quoted on KSK
CAN YOU BELIEVE THAT CAPTAIN CAVEMAN IS LITERATE? AND HAS APPRECIATION FOR CLASSIC LITERATURE?
And yes, CC, Rocco’s ex-wife’s face looks like Ozymandias’ statue – vast and lifeless.
January 9th, 2009 at 4:05 pm
@Katni: or Dr. Seuss.
January 9th, 2009 at 4:06 pm
@FMRA: I consider it romantic if there’s an actual bed involved, instead of, say, a coffee table or bus stop.
January 9th, 2009 at 4:08 pm
All Rocco’s favorite poems feature a boy from Nantucket.
Oh, and bravo for avoiding obvious and un-Friday photos of Susan Sarandon.
January 9th, 2009 at 4:08 pm
@Kiddicus: You can only read Rodale’s Dick Joke Compendium with Bonus Dead Hooker Disposal Tips so many times, you know.
January 9th, 2009 at 4:17 pm
Poetry? Really? Is it time to vote on the “Most Pretentious KSKer” again?
Quick, somebody tell a dick joke! Fast!
January 9th, 2009 at 4:17 pm
@Katni: where can I get a copy? It’s not on Rodale’s website… out of print?
really though, I’m wondering if CC found hisself a lady-friend or something, ’cause this is much less angry than usual. Where are all the “fuck the fucking Chargers and that cum-shitter laserface” jokes?
January 9th, 2009 at 4:17 pm
All Rocco’s favorite poems feature a boy from Nantucket.
I was thinking Andrew Dice Clay, but, yeah, that’ll do.
Hard to believe a romantic like Rocco wound up divorced.
January 9th, 2009 at 4:25 pm
@Otto
To be fair I doubt romance is very high on the list of qualities cheerleaders look for in a guy.
January 9th, 2009 at 4:29 pm
CC v. Jay Mohr poetry slam?
[Riding up the North exit of the Dupont Metro]
“What’s that poem they’re carving?”
“Whitman, great, cause I don’t feel gay enough saying I’m getting off at dupont every day.”
January 9th, 2009 at 4:29 pm
/misses fictional cheerleader bios
January 9th, 2009 at 4:33 pm
/Misses Matt Ryan explained….
January 9th, 2009 at 4:36 pm
plus if youre going to make fun of poetry, youre not supposed to say it sucks, youre supposed to call it totally gay
January 9th, 2009 at 4:36 pm
I have on good authority that Rocco also finds the novels of Susan Sontag to be self-indulgent, overrated crap.
January 9th, 2009 at 4:38 pm
Roses are red
Pickles are green
I like your legs
And what’s in between
January 9th, 2009 at 4:47 pm
Damn!
January 9th, 2009 at 4:57 pm
SHAM-WOW.
January 9th, 2009 at 5:02 pm
By her comments on the last two posts, I wonder in what kind of mood FMRA happens to be right now.
January 9th, 2009 at 5:23 pm
Honestly, I didn’t even see there was a poem there.
January 9th, 2009 at 7:04 pm
Oh yeah, Walt makes my panties wet every time.
January 9th, 2009 at 8:11 pm
You see kids, it turns out that poetry is not only one of the highest forms of human expression, it can also totally give you a boner! Don’t you wish you paid more attention to that nerdy English professor now? You know, the one in the tweed jacket with the elbow patches.
January 9th, 2009 at 8:15 pm
If you’ve read Walt’s poems about nursing the soldiers in the Civil War you might question just how much he loved the female form.
Angel is definitely a pick for the female form.
January 9th, 2009 at 8:16 pm
I clicked the Web site
My heart raced, visions of girls
Sports comedy too
January 9th, 2009 at 8:56 pm
Bridegroom night of love working surely and softly into the prostrate dawn
For a second, I thought that that said prostate, and sexy friday almost made me feel gay.
January 9th, 2009 at 9:58 pm
DAMN!
January 9th, 2009 at 10:43 pm
Can a gay poet write non-gay poetry? Why no, no he can’t.
January 9th, 2009 at 11:42 pm
That is the biggest butt I’ve seen…ever.
January 10th, 2009 at 1:39 am
“i sing the booty electric”
tremendous!
January 10th, 2009 at 2:33 pm
And this is why I vote for KSK everyday as blog of the year.
Angel Lola Luv made my pants go PEW PEW PEW.
January 11th, 2009 at 12:04 am
thank you sexy friday.