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Literary Gays Vaguely Randy
It seems worth mentioning that, as loaded as this charming Times style report on Alex Dimitrov's gay poetry salon is with the air of "hot dudes getting together and getting it on!" (for example: "The play between art and desire is always in the air" sounds spicy but is immediately followed by something about how the salon went to Brooklyn in summer?) and as… wanton as host Dimitrov himself comes off (like: “I sort of had a list of gays that I wanted to come, and some of them that I wanted to sleep with"), there's not a single incident in the story of anyone hooking up. Actually, just one gay divorce.
When is your thing coming out again, Choire?
So it's basically a typical Sex Blogger post, then?
The photos don't help. Everyone looks like they can't finish the sudoku.
@Brian I've seen the best gay minds of my generation unraveled by number puzzles.
Great. Now I'm too fat for POETRY.
@keisertroll Would you mind reading us your poem entitled "Steak on Toast" keiser?
@hman You can find it on Grommr.
A gaggle? Really?
Yeah but isn't a traditional gay divorce ceremony concluded with a gay orgy?
@deepomega An orgy… of POETRY.
I love the naive ambition and pretentious silliness of these intellectually and apparently physiologically randy young men. Whatever you boys do, however, do not start reading lefty political blogs or Harpers, except for the fiction and poetry. I made that mistake 15 years ago and haven't penned a line of verse since.
"No fewer than six men crammed onto a beige fainting couch, cocktails in hand."
I could punch someone.
wow. Looks pretty lily-white to me. Wonder how many brown guys ever get an invite? Or brown lady-poets. Shame on you, Alex. Sad that even in an 'alt-poetry club'- the subtext is "we only invite white."