Titter ye not.
Fortunately, a vestige of the erotic remains in individual experience. One’s mind is wont to dwell upon what lies under the clothes of a person who reveals little, for mystery is attractive, and also contemplative; the scantily clad is subject to the ocular gorge, but the moment is fleeting, the potential immediately reached. The tastefully dressed command a second, a third, a longer look. Consider the heightened ecstasy of the long-anticipated reveal.
“In Flanders Fields” in The Four Quarters Magazine - I am honoured to have my recent adaptation of John McCrae’s iconic WWI poem, “In Flanders Fields” (1915), featured in the newest issue of The Four Quarters...
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