I want to quote so many great lines in this ode to sensuality by Miranda Jonte, a fitting, sometimes funny (and just as erotically charged) companion piece to the broad of your back. It's every inch a poem, but the lyricism has teeth, and the words drip with blood as well as squelched desire. It's a superhuman feat to write about matters of the flesh and avoid being banal and cliche, but Jonte manages it and then some. And yes, I believe a cold shower is--coughcough--in order. Would love to see this on a stage!
I want to quote so many great lines in this ode to sensuality by Miranda Jonte, a fitting, sometimes funny (and just as erotically charged) companion piece to the broad of your back. It's every inch a poem, but the lyricism has teeth, and the words drip with blood as well as squelched desire. It's a superhuman feat to write about matters of the flesh and avoid being banal and cliche, but Jonte manages it and then some. And yes, I believe a cold shower is--coughcough--in order. Would love to see this on a stage!