Erotic Books: Poetry



* This post is part of a short series:

QUALITY EROTICA (aka “Jess’s Erotic Stash”)

PART 1: Introduction + Erotic Art Books
PART 2: Erotic Books (Non-Fiction)
PART 3: Erotic Poetry
PART 4: Erotic Books (Fiction)
PART 5: More on Love/Sex/Relationships



Jess’s erotic stash / “sex education”

[PART 3: Erotic Books / Poetry]

I’ve loved poetry since a really long time ago (of all subject matter and styles). It combines succinctness with wisdom/clarity, beauty with spirituality, so on and so forth. What’s there not to like?

AND when the topic is about sex or erotic love…

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11. Erotic Love Poems of Greece and Rome |


A taste of amour in the ancient world-newly translated. From the famous erotic poetry of Sappho to love scenes from Homer’s The Iliad, as well as works from such eminent Roman poets as Virgil and Catullus, this enthralling collection taps into a range of passionate, timeless emotions.


Seeing someone incredibly beautiful can leave the timid observer speechless. So it was twenty-six centuries ago. In this poem, Sappho describes what she experienced when, from a distance, she saw a young man sitting close to the young woman she loved.

(Tongue-Tied, Page 27)

The beauty of ancient Greek/Roman culture and mythology are things I’ll never get tired of. A very concise + tasteful book.


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12. Love Poems from the Japanese (Shambhala Library) |


Drawn from classical, medieval, and modern sources — including the imperial collections of the Manyoshu and Kokinshu — the poems in this collection are some of the greatest love poems from the Japanese tradition. The poems range in tone from the spiritual longing of an isolated monk to the erotic ecstasy of a court princess — but share the extraordinary simplicity and luminosity of language that marks Kenneth Rexroth’s (the translator’s) verse style.


Since “the pillow knows all”
we slept without a pillow.
Still my reputation
reaches to the skies
like a dust storm.

(Lady Ise / Page 43)

This is the most expensive of all the poetry books here (bought from Singapore at Kinokuniya a long time ago — I won some book vouchers). Money well spent. It’s a perfect book — nothing superfluous.


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13. The Complete Poems of Emily Dickinson |


Though generally overlooked during her lifetime, Emily Dickinson’s poetry has achieved acclaim due to her experiments in prosody, her tragic vision and the range of her emotional and intellectual explorations.


Wild nights! Wild nights!
Were I with thee
Wild nights should be
Our luxury!

Futile the winds
To a heart in port, —
Done with the compass,
Done with the chart.

Rowing in Eden!
Ah! the sea!
Might I but moor
To-night in thee!

(XXV, Emily Dickinson)

Wow, Emily Dickinson. A poet before her time, I think (with regards to style / mode of expression). But with reading her poetry, what I remembered the most was how she captured the sentiments/moments of our existence. I got this at the same time as the Japanese poetry book above, by the way.


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14. Baudelaire |


Modern poetry begins with Charles Baudelaire (1821-67), who employed his unequalled technical mastery to create the shadowy, desperately dramatic urban landscape — populated by the addicted and the damned — which so compellingly mirrors our modern condition. Deeply though darkly spiritual, titanic in the changes he wrought, Baudelaire looms over all the work, great and small, created in his wake.


Eyes glowing like an angel’s
I’ll come back to your bed
and reach for you from the shadows:
you won’t hear a thing.

(“Incubus” / Page 102)

Baudelaire was a French poet, essayist, art critic, and pioneering translator of Edgar Allan Poe (!).

Links: | Wikipedia

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15. Erotic Poems |


These poems, selected from most of the cultures and histories of world literature, provide magnificent witness to the fact that love is as much an act of the imagination as it is of the body. From fourth-century Li Ch’ung’s “Parody of a Lover” to John Betmeman’s “Late-Flowering Lust,” they re-create, through the revelations of language, that experience of the erotic. Other poets include Theodore Roethke, Robert Graves, Octavio Paz, Joseph Brodsky, Sylvia Plath, Frederico Garcia Lorca, Percy Bysshe Shelley, and many others.


…but I won’t call
Her ‘beautiful’. She has one fatal fault —
No sex-appeal: there’s not a grain of salt
In that big dish to stir the appetite.

(“Many Think Quintia’s Beautiful,” by Gaius Valerius Catullus)

Never know what I might find in this eclectic collection ;)



QUALITY EROTICA (aka “Jess’s Erotic Stash”)

PART 1: Introduction + Erotic Art Books
PART 2: Erotic Books (Non-Fiction)
PART 3: Erotic Poetry
PART 4: Erotic Books (Fiction)
PART 5: More on Love/Sex/Relationships


Poet Interview, Lisa Taylor


Interview #54, with poet, Lisa Taylor!

Describe yourself in 5 words:


Intelligent, imaginative, perceptive, reclusive, open-minded.

Share a short excerpt and blurb of your work (10-100 words):


It wasn’t revenge
It was only pretend.
The gun at my temple,
True, it’s the end,
But just of the story
Just of the game.
I’ll pull the trigger
But I’m not to blame.

(Last stanza of “I’m Not to Blame” by Lisa M. Taylor, part of Book of Dreams and Nightmares)

Share an excerpt of your favorite poet’s work:

Astrophobos by H.P. Lovecraft

In the Midnight heaven’s burning

Through the ethereal deeps afar
Once I watch’d with restless yearning
An alluring aureate star;
Ev’ry eve aloft returning
Gleaming nigh the Arctic Car.

Mystic waves of beauty blended
With the gorgeous golden rays
Phantasies of bliss descended
In a myrrh’d Elysian haze.
In the lyre-born chords extended
Harmonies of Lydian lays.

And (thought I) lies scenes of pleasure,
Where the free and blessed dwell,
And each moment bears a treasure,
Freighted with the lotos-spell,
And there floats a liquid measure
From the lute of Israfel.

There (I told myself) were shining
Worlds of happiness unknown,
Peace and Innocence entwining
By the Crowned Virtue’s throne;
Men of light, their thoughts refining
Purer, fairer, than my own.

Thus I mus’d when o’er the vision
Crept a red delirious change;
Hope dissolving to derision,
Beauty to distortion strange;
Hymnic chords in weird collision,
Spectral sights in endless range….
Crimson burn’d the star of madness
As behind the beams I peer’d;
All was woe that seem’d but gladness
Ere my gaze with Truth was sear’d;
Cacodaemons, mir’d with madness,
Through the fever’d flick’ring leer’d….
Now I know the fiendish fable
The the golden glitter bore;
Now I shun the spangled sable
That I watch’d and lov’d before;
But the horror, set and stable,
Haunts my soul forevermore!

Did reading a poem first spark the desire to write poetry, or was it an experience?:

I guess it was reading a poem, though I don’t actually remember which poem. I was nine years old and my family had just gotten internet. I was on the computer browsing. I don’t even remember what I was searching for, but somehow I came across I read that people could submit poetry and if they won the contest could win money. Well, I got all excited that I could make a fortune (don’t we all miss the days when a hundred dollars was a “fortune?”) right there off the internet. So I browsed through a few poems on the website and thought, “I can do that!” So I opened Microsoft Word and wrote my very first poem, called “Healed.”

It caused quite a stir, especially when decided to send a copy of the poem to my house in the mail and my parents got it. The dark nature of the poem (which you’ll find in most of my poetry) concerned them a bit. But it didn’t matter…after that I was hooked. I wrote sometimes a poem a day, and that’s also what led me to start writing stories later that year.

I remember those days too! I’ve discovered many great literary websites since then (such as dVerse and Word Riot). What goal do you seek through your poetry?

Well, in general, to share my inner world with the outer world! Many of my poems tell stories of epic fantasy or science fiction, and have much the same goal as books I write; to help my readers fall in love with a great story. Other poems are a way of expressing emotions or ideas that people are afraid to talk to each other about because it might be unusual or seen as weird. Come on; even if you don’t talk about your moments of insanity…we all have them. Why not share? My published collection, Book of Dreams and Nightmares, is comprised of poems that describe extremely vivid and interesting dreams and nightmares I’ve had.

Please share your #1 tip for poets/writers:

Be patient. Unless you’re already a well known author with a big name, try going the traditional route before self-publishing. You don’t need to start making royalties tomorrow. Take the time to edit, re-edit and edit again. Then send it to some agents, see what they think. Contact some traditional publishers. Your work deserves all the time in the world if that’s what it takes to make it perfect.

Your websites/blogs/etc:

My author website:

My book blog:

My facebook page:

My twitter:!/AuthorLMTaylor

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Much thanks to Lisa for stopping by!

Lisa’s Bio:

Lisa graduated from West Point in May, 2010, with a degree in physics. Soon after, she was medically discharged from the U.S. Army, and following a short time at graduate school, she found her calling in an old passion; writing.

Lisa began writing poetry and stories when she was nine years old, and never quit. Her first publication was Book of Dreams and Nightmares, a horror poetry anthology that was published in December of 2010. In June 2011, Lisa’s debut novel The Hour of Tiamat, a paranormal fiction, was released for sale in print and ebook versions.

Currently Lisa is writing a Young Adult epic fantasy trilogy, which she is super excited about. She also works part time and the local library, and lives with her sister in Kentucky. Her website is

Poet Interview, Chris Gilmore


Interview #49, with poet, Chris Gilmore!

Describe yourself in 5 words:

Kind, Caring, Naive, Shy, Warm.

Share a short excerpt and blurb of your work (10-100 words):


Trouble Sleeping

Trouble sleeping
Dreaming about you
Torn between wishing for reality and hoping the next dream is true,
I imagine being Clark Kent to your Lois Lane
But Spiderman beats Peter Parker when it comes to Mary Jane,
You ask me to change, to be perfect, but that’s not me
Now I’ve realized that you and I are just not meant to be
All this time I thought together was right,
But now, there’s nothing left to say except…

Share an excerpt of your favorite poet’s work (10-100 words):

Dreams by Langston Hughes

Hold fast to dreams
For if dreams die
Life is a broken-winged bird
That cannot fly.

Hold fast to dreams
For when dreams go
Life is a barren field
Frozen with snow.

Did reading a poem first spark the desire to write poetry, or was it an experience?:

I have a hard time expressing myself to others and a particular experience led me to start writing as a way to get my feelings out.

What goal do you seek through your poetry?

I would like to just get my work out there for others to enjoy.

Please share your #1 tip for poets/writers:

Never second-guess yourself. If it feels right it usually is.

Very good :) Your websites/blogs/etc:

N/A at the moment, though my book, What Makes Me, Me? is available on Amazon.

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Much thanks to Chris for stopping by!

Poet Interview, Shamsud Ahmed


Interview #48, with Indian poet, Shamsud Ahmed!

Describe yourself in 5 words:

Someone who tries very hard.

Share a short excerpt and blurb of your work (10-100 words):


This is from my Kindle Book – Absquatulate and one of the reviewers liked these lines from one of my poems:

A fancy has no boundary;
Should I sneak into your heart?
And write my name with light;
Should I seal it before the day break?
I don’t want to get late,
Should it take its own course instead?

Share an excerpt of your favorite poet’s work (10-100 words):

Honestly, it is a very difficult question. I would however like to quote something I feel we all should keep in mind–

The Poem: Stopping By Woods on a Snowy Evening, by Robert Frost

The woods are lovely, dark and deep.
But I have promises to keep,
And miles to go before I sleep,
And miles to go before I sleep.

Did reading a poem first spark the desire to write poetry, or was it an experience?:

I started writing at a very young age, first for the school journal and later for my college. I slowly graduated to contributing my work to local journals and newspaper. I published my first book last year and from there on I continued to work on more book and have published 3 more since then. Recently I have also started working on few scripts for a Television Thriller for one of my dear friends.

I am in the process of creating a new book (a compilation made up of submissions from various bloggers around the world). The book will be published next month and I’m more than happy to accept good contributions.

Cool! What goal do you seek through your poetry?

My ultimate objective is to bring Poetry to the Masses; to continue to innovate and improve my work. The primitive languages of human beings were poetic. I feel we all have a certain rhythm inside us, and that Poetry is all about Rhythm of Words.

Excellent. Please share your #1 tip for poets/writers:

Read, Read and Read.

Write, Write and Write.

It doesn’t matter if things go wrong but never give up. You write many [words] to ensure that the few you have selected are the best. Never fear failure.

Even more excellent. Your websites/blogs/etc:

Join me at or write to me at shamsud.ahmedATgmailDOTcom

Cheers and Keep Winning,

Shamsud Ahmed

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Much thanks to Shamsud for stopping by! Be sure to check out his blog for more excerpts of his poetry [along with my recent interview with Shamsud on haiku ;)].

Lasagna, yay


* Followed lasagna recipe from

This’ll be one of those posts were I let the pictures do all most of the talking.

lasagna ingredients

1. Lasagna Ingredients! There’s tomato sauce, tomato paste, as well as stewed tomatoes. Garlic powder + white wine vinegar = MMMM.

lasagna cheese

2. Mozzarella + parmesan cheese shreds. Pasta edges must touch/overlap. This part takes some patience.

lasagna layers

3. Lasagna, done. Prep time = 1 hr 45 mins / Baking = 45 mins. This decadent meal will probably last me over a week, lol.


4. Those are brainstormy scribbles for the upcoming “enhancements” for The Other Side of Life.

splits, cheat

5. I could do full splits up to the age of 7 or so. 10 minutes of yoga everyday is better than nothing, but it’s the stretching/movement through the day that really counts, lol.

Author Interview, Mike Fook


Author Interview #8, with Mike Fook!

Describe yourself in 5 words:

Trying desperately to understand why.

Share a short excerpt and blurb of your work (10-100 words):

sing a new song
dried, paper mache flesh
tenting brittle bones
reveals such wrong

Billy’s ‘strange fruit’
of no consequence here
they trade leaves, bark, and salt
in hot greasy ports
oblivious, I suck down
mucusy black
truffles of sorts

Sing a new song
let snot run thick
over suncracked-lips
and fly larvae wiggle inside
where tapeworms do flips

Host more than parasites
fourish hell-children plead
their gel-ly yellow bellies
when brushed against

— Excerpt from a Mike Fook Poem – Sing a New Song, in its entirety @ (

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