>how do I know? Very simple, I read it in a book>I prefer the book to the movie>Wikipedia? I don't accept any source of information that isn't a book. That includes lived experience. >Oh yes, I love me a new series. In fact a new translation is coming out soon of my favorite obscure Mediaeval poet from central Europe who wrote about any warfare and women's underwear using Christian allegory, can't wait to binge read it>I don't really date much because I find conversation boring. Unless it's about books.>Why would I talk to real people when I have books?>video games went downhill when they stopped being text-based.>If I didn't enjoy reading the script, why would I watch the movie?>Tarantino is a bad director, you can tell he doesn't read books, he just watches movies which has nothing to do with his craft >You're bored? I have just the thing for you, a lovely book.>I'm textually frustrated, I haven't had an opportunity to read all day>The world needs less people and more books>Why would I go out to eat when I have books and coffee at home?>I'm sorry, I didn't catch that, would you mind spelling it?>I'm not much of a texter, I prefer writing letters>You think your favorite porn star is hot? Just check out this "erotic" poem written by an English nobleman about his mistress >women get uglier as they age, books get more beautiful
All I see is truth
>>25009557Proved my point
>>25009546>"erotic" poem written by a noblemanrecs for this?
>>25010424John Donne?
>>25010428I like the direction. Basically erotic/eros related poems or similar writings by anyone who isn't a faggot(spiritually speaking), could be interesting.
>>25010443John Donne also wrote a lot of religious and spiritual poetry
>>25010498Looks good anon, will be reading him. Thank you.
>>25010520You might just like Metaphysical Poetry in general. There is a good penguin anthology. Here is from Thomas Carew>From our close ivy twines; there I’ll beholdThy barèd snow, and thy unbraided gold.There my enfranchised hand on every sideShall o’er thy naked polished iv’ry slide.No curtain there, though of transparent lawn,Shall be before thy virgin-treasure drawn;But the rich mine, to the enquiring eyeExposed, shall ready still for mintage lie,And we will coin young Cupids. There, a bedOf roses and fresh myrtles shall be spreadUnder the cooler shade of cypress groves;Our pillows of the down of Venus’ doves,Whereon our panting limbs we’ll gently layIn the faint respites of our active play;That so our slumbers may in dreams have leisureTo tell the nimble fancy our past pleasure;And so our souls, that cannot be embraced,Shall the embraces of our bodies taste.AndThen though our bodies are dis-joined,As things that are to place confined,Yet let our boundless spirits meet,And in love’s sphere each other greet;There let us work a mystic wreath,Unknown unto the world beneath;There let our clasped loves sweetly twin;There let our secret thoughts unseenLike nets be weaved and intertwined,Wherewith we’ll catch each other’s mind:There whilst our souls do sit and kiss,Tasting a sweet and subtle bliss(Such as gross lovers cannot know[20] Whose hands and lips meet here below),Let us look down, and mark what painOur absent bodies here sustain
>>25010544Indeed, that is of interest. Good share, checking out that penguin book.
>>25009597textbook example?
>>25010428Full nakedness! All joys are due to thee,As souls unbodied, bodies unclothed must beTo taste whole joys. Gems which you women useAre like Atlanta's balls, cast in men's views.Heh, balls.
