Lesbian Book Club
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Lesbian Book Club
Poetry Edition - Our Favorite Sapphic Poems
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Lauren Hogue
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Season 1
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Episode 20
Hi Everyone! We have a slightly different episode for you this week! Haylie is on vacation but also got a little sick so this is a bit of a mini episode where we read a few of our favorite sapphic poems and give our thoughts! Please let us know what you think!
Poems:
Poem #1: For the Goddess Too Well Known
Poem #2: A Poem for Haruko
Poem #3: Twenty-One Love Poems [Poem III]
Poem #4: The Only
As I crawled back into bed, into you, not ready
to leave, I realized how well our bodies
matched and melted into each other.
We fit like puzzle pieces--my keys falling into
your locks--how your legs know to open so
mine can move between, how your arms
lay perfectly on my waist.
How can I leave where my body belongs?
But if by chance, or expectation, or heartbreak,
our pieces end up being a mismatch...
please let us be in the same row,
close enough so our fingertips can reach out and touch.
But if the same row is too close and it hurts
too much to feel your fingers woven into mine,
then maybe we could be in the same column?
I'll be just slightly below you so I can look
upon your jawline, so maybe, sometimes,
my fingers can trace it's edges while I watch
a slow smile form across your lips.
But if by circumstance, i cannot be close enough to see your jaw,
please just let me be in the same box as you,
to be painted from the same picture as you,
to be near to you even from afar.
Becasue in a box of what seems is made up of infinite peices,
you are the only one I want.
You're the only one i want next to me.
You're the only piece that fits into me.
Poem #5: Petals
Had we been in grade school together,
Had wed been at the same 4 square court, or vou at the basketball court, while I played hand games with my girl friends,
I would have seen vou.
I would have noticed you.
Your deep brown eyes.
The way you looked at the basketball like a math problem.
I would have seen you.
And on my walks home,
Id pick the daisies and Id count the petals. before the rhyme,
to hide from myself that I wanted you, wanted to insure Id always land on "she loves me.
What else could I wish for, hope for, but your love?
And that flower,
she held my my happiness in the number of her petals that day.
Please leave us a 5 star review or text us with at the link above and we will read the new reviews at the end of each episode! We love hearing from you all so please feel free to send us a DM via instagram or Tiktok. We also have an email if that's more your style!
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Poems:
Poem #1: For the Goddess Too Well Known
Poem #2: A Poem for Haruko
Poem #3: Twenty-One Love Poems [Poem III]
Poem #4: The Only
As I crawled back into bed, into you, not ready
to leave, I realized how well our bodies
matched and melted into each other.
We fit like puzzle pieces--my keys falling into
your locks--how your legs know to open so
mine can move between, how your arms
lay perfectly on my waist.
How can I leave where my body belongs?
But if by chance, or expectation, or heartbreak,
our pieces end up being a mismatch...
please let us be in the same row,
close enough so our fingertips can reach out and touch.
But if the same row is too close and it hurts
too much to feel your fingers woven into mine,
then maybe we could be in the same column?
I'll be just slightly below you so I can look
upon your jawline, so maybe, sometimes,
my fingers can trace it's edges while I watch
a slow smile form across your lips.
But if by circumstance, i cannot be close enough to see your jaw,
please just let me be in the same box as you,
to be painted from the same picture as you,
to be near to you even from afar.
Becasue in a box of what seems is made up of infinite peices,
you are the only one I want.
You're the only one i want next to me.
You're the only piece that fits into me.
Poem #5: Petals
Had we been in grade school together,
Had wed been at the same 4 square court, or vou at the basketball court, while I played hand games with my girl friends,
I would have seen vou.
I would have noticed you.
Your deep brown eyes.
The way you looked at the basketball like a math problem.
I would have seen you.
And on my walks home,
Id pick the daisies and Id count the petals. before the rhyme,
to hide from myself that I wanted you, wanted to insure Id always land on "she loves me.
What else could I wish for, hope for, but your love?
And that flower,
she held my my happiness in the number of her petals that day.
Please leave us a 5 star review or text us with at the link above and we will read the new reviews at the end of each episode! We love hearing from you all so please feel free to send us a DM via instagram or Tiktok. We also have an email if that's more your style!
Follow us on Instagram: @LesbianBookClubPod
Follow us on Tiktok: @LesbianBookClubPod
Email: LesbianBookClubPod@gmail.com
