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A collection of poems and essays by LGBTQ+ poets on topics and themes of identity, gender, and sexuality.
- I Sing The Body Electric
1 I sing the body electric, The armies of those I love...
- A Second Train Song for Gary
Queer Love Poems. By The Editors. April 25, 2017. Love is...
- Dear
Poems & Poets. Topics & Themes. Features. Events & Programs....
- Poem About My Rights
Poem About My Rights - LGBTQ+ Pride Poems - Poetry...
- Who Said It Was Simple
they hire to make them free. An almost white counterman...
- A Litany for Survival
A Litany for Survival - LGBTQ+ Pride Poems - Poetry...
- Prayer/Oracion
I want a god as my accomplice who spends nights in houses of...
- Footnote to Howl
Footnote to Howl - LGBTQ+ Pride Poems - Poetry Foundation
- I Sing The Body Electric
Poems Celebrating Pride Month: Embracing Love, Acceptance, and Equality. June is a month filled with vibrant colors, exuberant parades, and an overwhelming sense of celebration. It's Pride Month, a time to honor the LGBTQ+ community, their achievements, and their ongoing fight for equality.
Love is love poetry, by and for LGBTQ+ folks. BY The Editors. Illustration by Jia Sung. Love, like identity, takes all shapes, forms, themes, and patterns. Perhaps for no other community is love more self-defining and confining than the queer community.
4 Ιουν 2018 · June is the month to celebrate LGBTQIAP+ pride, so why not kick off your summer with some fantastic, themed reads? For the list below, I have collected 21 poems by queer poets for you to read...
Pride Month is also a time to honor the many contributions of LGBTQ individuals. Explore the rich tradition of LGBTQ poets and poetry through a showcase of audio, video, poetry, and prose.
Poems about LGBTQ+ equality serve as powerful vehicles for expressing love, acceptance, and the urgent need for a more inclusive world. Through poignant verses, these poems celebrate diversity, affirm identity, and ignite conversations that foster understanding and empathy.
Celebrating LGBTQ Pride | Poetry Out Loud. The Bug. lands on my pretty man’s forearm. Harmless, it isn’t deadly at all; makes his muscle flutter. — the one that gets his hand to hold mine, or. ball into a fist, or handle a gun. It’s a ladybug, or an Asian lady beetle everyone mistakes. for… Living. Love. Relationships.
