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Bruce Snider: Where are all the rural gay poets?

Via Literary Hub : "Here — as in so much of the gay writing I read back then — the rural, if it ever appears, is fleeting. It’s the past, what’s left behind, full of emptiness and regret, where love and beauty can never last, where a gay man can never belong as the speaker belongs, if only briefly, to the dance club, 'shirtless' in 'a sea of men all muscle, / white briefs and pearls' while 'whole cities of sound' bear down on him." Image of Old Bethel Cemetery, Muhlenberg County, Kentucky.

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