🐇 🐇 🐇 rabbit rabbit rabbit to inaugurate the leonine > ovine month of March; also, since 1 March is St. David’s Day, to bring us a red dragon bearing leeks and daffodils, how wonderful; and the lion shall lie down with the lamb, and the dragon with the rabbit (culinary note: the leeks are delicious, but don’t eat the daffodils, or let your pets eat them, ’cause they’re gorgeous but toxic)
And so I slide into part three of a celebration of the poets Jack Spicer and Frank O’Hara, who came to me as a gift from my first male lover; Larry brought me both Spicer and O’Hara, and steered me to Stephen Sondheim as well.
Friends share their enthusiasms — that’s one of the benefits of friendship — but with lovers this sharing can become an intimate connection of its own, a lover’s gift, a lover’s grace. (That was over 50 years ago, and our romantic, intensely sexual, and intellectually passionate coupling long ago morphed into a loving friendship that has lasted both of our lives.) Of course, we exchanged gifts, as lovers do; here I talk about some of the things that Larry gave me.