Sass was, mosdef, bent as a weasel. But he is the crowning glory of WW1 bumfun.
Not gay, just pretty. But default, aren't all poets gay? Kinda?
"The handsomest young man in England" - tell 'em, Yeats.
"You, reading over my shoulder, peering beneath
My writing arm - I suddenly feel your breath
Hot on my hand or on my nape,
So interrupt my theme, scratching these few
Words on the margin for you, namely you,
Too human shape fixed in that shape.."
A nod to RC Sherriff whose play, Journey's End, has homoerotic moments.
And a nod to Wilf.
I'm sure I've missed many a bumfight. Please shout names at me as they come. (Ha, come. "I'm COMI-I-I-I-ING!").