Poem 265 – I Have Reflected on My Condition

Fellow sufferers from the like malady

John Addington Symonds

I have reflected on my condition,
Asked if it is wrong
To continue with a love I’m told is wrong.

My enquiry found the answer
In reply to society’s calls,
And I present them to you in my fleeting song.

What is inside me is madness, a pustuled sickness,
Revolting, degenerate, depraved,
And I am its slave.

Those of you who suffer,
Who bear the same thorns,
Let me know if somehow you are saved.


Dear readers,

Obviously, I do not believe homosexuality, or any other form of sexuality, should be considered as a sickness. However, Victorian medics believed that it was one – and it amuses me, somewhat darkly, that this antiquated research is the basis of so much homophobia.

Kind regards,

The Hapless Neo-Romantic


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