THREE POEMS
Alex Gildzen
from TERRITORY OF MEN: Poems 1964-2004
MAKING LOVE WITH GHOSTS
that’s what the Chinese call it
Lucio sd in bed
the morning after
my sleepless nite
he wasn’t having sex
“even with women”
he sd when I carressd his back
I wonder if his morning observation
was because he heard me
when I thought
he’d fallen asleep
wd the Chinese scorn me
for making love to a ghost
breathing beside me
1981
NITES NOT REMEMBERD BUT NOTCHD ON THE SOUL
1
in trucks at docks
mouths open to outlaws
2
paprika torso
3
on a beach a boy
drunk on coddling cider
moans at pain
of gulls in his loins
shreiking to escape
4
twins in uniforms
5
waking
tied to a strange bed
incisura on the flank
1984
SWIMMERS OUT OF WATER
a tyke astairing across the living room
decades before his first tux
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I still dance by myself
or with an unwilling Tobias
who unlike an earlier cat
takes no pleasure in my recreation
of Nureyev’s tango with Dowell
the last time I remember
dancing with another man
was two years ago in a cellar
off Via Veneto
I was drunk again
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(from a novel begun in 1977 & abandond in 1978)
The two fingers of gin in Boyd’s glass refracted the silver blue shimmer of the
revolving globe above the dance floor turning it into the hideous drink that had
been the Fire Island favorite a few seasons back. But the blue water didn’t last
as long as the song. Boyd steadied himself against the bar. It was the summer
of disco and young men dipped and dove across the slick floor like swimmers out
of water.
_________________________
he invitd me
to a dance
I didn’t know
at an Akron bar
near where Hart Crane
sold chocolates
the tyke taught
to lead in school
tried to follow
___________________________
dancing with Jean-Claude at the Stonewall
Ned at the Firehouse
Jay at Studio One
Ira at 12 West
Gerald at the A House
Steven at Parade
Thomas at Les Jardins
those 1001 nites we dancd & drank away
I want back
& the boys who thrashd beside me
lost at sea
1986