In answer to a slightly different question – lots of sex that isn’t particularly sexy – Salter’s A Sport and A Pasttime, and the very new Hooked, by John Franc.
First book that comes to this addled mind is Huysman’s À rebours, although I may be leaning to heavily toward the natural decadence of the imagination than actual sex.
EE Cummings (not everything),
and of course: the car sex scene from Danielewskis “House of Leaves”. Imho the most erotic scene I’ve ever read, but so dadaistic and vocabularily abstract, that it’s more erotic as it can be.
Just finished Anais Nin’s Collages. No sex, but some sumptuous language. And of course, Duino Elegies!
_midnight’s children_: the bollywood apple kiss pass kiss bit.
“butterscotch”
The last line of “The Cinnamon Peeler” by Michael Ondaatje.
Ondaatje’s words levitate, no?
nothing about food or cars or money, i guess
Alex Dimitrov’s poetry.
Lorca.
Beyonce
John Donne
ALICE MUNRO. Her stories are always loaded with sexy tension but never the act.
In answer to a slightly different question – lots of sex that isn’t particularly sexy – Salter’s A Sport and A Pasttime, and the very new Hooked, by John Franc.
Indeed they do.
First book that comes to this addled mind is Huysman’s À rebours, although I may be leaning to heavily toward the natural decadence of the imagination than actual sex.
Baruch Spinoza
Contains sex, but doesn’t. Carole Maso’s Aureole.
not sure, but pictures of really fat cats make my dick hard…
Depeche Mode
Noooooooo… (please?)
Alessandro Baricco’s Silk
some people think the sperm-squeezing scene in Moby Dick is hot
Catherine Lacey’s book reviews, of course.
Uh, what? Did you read James Salter’s Sport, or some other Salter?
Stuart Dybek’s “We Didn’t”
Fifth Business was so boring that I stopped reading it to jack off.
who?
D.H. Lawrence’s Women in Love. I found it to be highly erotic.
EE Cummings (not everything),
and of course: the car sex scene from Danielewskis “House of Leaves”. Imho the most erotic scene I’ve ever read, but so dadaistic and vocabularily abstract, that it’s more erotic as it can be.
We’re on different planets
“I the woman” by Sandra Cisneros