Er, go ask your daddy

The mysterious Mr Wang posted a very interesting article in his blog a few days ago.

From the various comments it gathered, it seems there are quite a few gay poets in Singapore. Is it because gay poets have the hardware of a man and software of a woman thus having the best of both worlds, or maybe they are able to utilize both sides of their brains more efficiently?

One thing for sure, John Keats wasn’t gay, he was too in love with Fanny Brawne to be gay. I don’t think Shelly was gay either, so were William Wordsworth and Wilfred Owen. But does anyone know if William Shakespeare was gay?

Most non-gay poet dreads to be labeled as gay. Even Alvin Pang in his humorous article which he wrote a few years ago said,

“Mention that you're a poet and your manhood is immediately in question.”

Whether the poet is a gay doesn’t bother me. I am only concern with the quality of his poems. But I do hope they write more on other topics rather than their sexual adventures. Here we have this rare instance where poems choose its readers. Not everybody, especially male readers are comfortable with reading vivid descriptions of a man humping another man. Beside, how should I answer if my twelve years nephew shows me one of Cyril’s poems such as this and asks me to explain what it is about?

Me a gay, didn’t you guys watch the movie “Shakespeare In Love?”