/// Here’s a scene of a party aquatic
that’s decidedly homoerotic.
Some swam nude, most were suited,
but the pond is polluted.
Bathers with open sores turned necrotic.
/// Summer Scene in a grove of white birches.
Each young man hopes for love as he searches
for a place in this world
where insults aren’t hurled,
and he’s not called a sinner by churches.
/// In the center we see two lads grapple.
Where the sun hits the leaves, shadows dapple.
They have frequently wrestled
from the time they first “nestled,”
altar boys in the very same chapel.
/// See Sebastian, the youth on the left.
Lost his lover and now he’s bereft.
Leans on trees, feeling faint,
in the pose of his Saint.
(If some archers come by, this guy’s effed,)
Info, or links that point to more info, about this artist can be found here, here (archived if necessary), here, here, here (can be read in full for free on Fridays), here, here, here, here, here, here (archived if necessary), here, here, here (archived if necessary), and here, perhaps in addition to what’s in his Wikipedia page (Google translated French Wikipedia page has more).
/// Here’s a scene of a party aquatic
that’s decidedly homoerotic.
Some swam nude, most were suited,
but the pond is polluted.
Bathers with open sores turned necrotic.
/// Summer Scene in a grove of white birches.
Each young man hopes for love as he searches
for a place in this world
where insults aren’t hurled,
and he’s not called a sinner by churches.
/// In the center we see two lads grapple.
Where the sun hits the leaves, shadows dapple.
They have frequently wrestled
from the time they first “nestled,”
altar boys in the very same chapel.
/// See Sebastian, the youth on the left.
Lost his lover and now he’s bereft.
Leans on trees, feeling faint,
in the pose of his Saint.
(If some archers come by, this guy’s effed,)