A question
What makes someone beloved?
The archive will not give you a trait list. It will give you addresses, my sister, my lord, Sue, Fanny, the one who sat across from me and spoke.
Rise Up, My Love
Desire entered the sacred canon and never agreed to leave. Jews and Christians have read it as allegory. The Hebrew still smells of myrrh and the bed at night.
Equal to the Gods
On Lesbos a speaker watches a man sitting opposite the beloved. The body undoes itself: tongue, fire, ears, sweat. The Greek survives. A complete letter does not.
A Hedge Away
Emily Dickinson and Susan Huntington Gilbert lived a hedge apart. The letters and poems are intimate, queer-readable, and tangled in family. A modern book-title is not the name she gave her life.
Sister Without Rival
On the back of a New Kingdom roll now in Dublin, a young man and a young woman take turns. They call each other brother and sister. They mean lovers.
The Woman in the Deutzia Month
Heian-kyō, 1003. A court woman writes of a prince in the third person, as if the life were already a tale. Waka go back and forth. The prince’s wife leaves. Moonlight is not the whole weather.
Let Me Count the Ways
Elizabeth Barrett and Robert Browning court by letter: invalid room, poet's visit, a father who would not bless them. The sonnet that survived is not a greeting card. It is a record of mutual attention.