Response To O. Giovanni's Poem

Satisfactory Essays

The moment for this poem passed long ago

as the sly smile of James

Baldwin browns the cover of his words

in the interview where he questions

is there a gay community, and if

he was ever a member, while a woman

shimmies in a red dress in my

memory of a dance floor

and I hear miles and Miles

and a marathon of Bessie

in the thought I am neither

black nor white nor

any other but I have loved

this brown face as perhaps

no other man, though I will

never be of his and he of mine,

though we keep each other,

don't we, in these lines. O

Giovanni's room, that love

you deny is your own soul's

tiny tiny space in the

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