Song of a Lesbian 

Song of a Lesbian 

All my life’s been lived in fragments, Just a part of me was shown, A part I shared with friends, And a part I lived at home, A part I showed my work-place And a part the church could share, And a part of me was hidden In closets of despair.   Marsha Stevens...
Sin where I begun

Sin where I begun

Wilt thou forgive that sin where I begun, Which was my sin, though it were done before? Wilt thou forgive that sin through which I run, And do run still, though still I do deplore? When thou hast done, thou hast not done, For I have more.   Wilt thou forgive that sin...
I’ll turn my face

I’ll turn my face

O think me worth thine anger, punish me, Burn off my rusts and my deformity; Restore thine image so much, by thy grace, That thou may’st know me, and I’ll turn my face.   John Donne (1572-1631)  
Love took my hand

Love took my hand

Love bade me welcome; yet my soul drew back, Guilty of dust and sin. But quick-eyed Love, observing me grow slack From my first entrance in, Drew nearer to me, sweetly questioning, If I lacked anything.   ‘A guest’, I answered, ‘worthy to be here.’ Love said, ‘You...
Give me a thankful heart

Give me a thankful heart

Thou hast given so much to me, Give one thing more, a grateful heart. See how thy beggar works on thee By art.   Wherefore I cry, and cry again; And in no quiet canst thou be, Till I a thankful heart obtain Of thee:   Not thankful when it pleaseth me; As if thy...