Some favorite poetry

My all-time favorite poet is e. e. cummings. But here’s one of my favorite poems by Robert Graves called “The naked and the nude”

For me, the naked and the nude
(By lexicographers construed
As synonyms that should express
The same deficiency of dress
Or shelter) stand as wide apart
As love from lies, or truth from art.

Lovers without reproach will gaze
On bodies naked and ablaze;
The Hippocratic eye will see
In nakedness, anatomy;
And naked shines the Goddess when
She mounts her lion among men.

The nude are bold, the nude are sly
To hold each treasonable eye.
While draping by a showman’s trick
Their dishabille in rhetoric,
They grin a mock-religious grin
Of scorn at those of naked skin.

The naked, therefore, who compete
Against the nude may know defeat;
Yet when they both together tread
The briary pastures of the dead,
By Gorgons with long whips pursued,
How naked go the sometime nude!

What do you think of it… and what do you think it means?

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  1. Mmmm mounting. I’m sorry, was there more to it than that???

  2. I’m just sayin’


    Thanks, Kev!

  4. And Don wants to demonstrate the meaning of the poem by having a naked V. nude competition at Klineapalooza!

  5. What about nekkid?!

  6. Oooh hadn’t thought about nekkid! I like it a lot!

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