Feri Magic: Wild Magic

Last night, I had the pleasure of being on stage for a fundraiser for Mad Myrna’s. The well-known Anchorage local gay bar is the kind of place that hosts drag queen shows, dancing nights, nightly karaoke, and their main stage gets converted a few times Mad Myrna's Bara year for local fringe theatre performances. Recently, there was a small fire upstairs, and the local community came together for a variety show to help raise funds. It was a lovely mix of poetry/spoken word, drag (kings and queens), live music, and an auction that featured everything from tickets to a local mini-golf course, gift certificates to restraints, and “Boy Butter” lube.

It has been a while since I’ve gotten to perform poetry live. Last year my poetry book On Starry Thighs came out, and it was nice to pull a total of 7 pieces from it out, sculpted into a story of what brought me to Alaska, as well as what Myrna’s has meant to me. In two sets, I watched the crowd go silent as I spoke about Orlando, reminisce as I remarked about relationships that went wrong, and squirm as I passionately read my poem “A Servant’s Prayer” which intimately discusses anal fisting.

There isn’t enough anal fisting poetry out there, after all.

The first piece I did last night is the following one. It is a reflection on my own faith, and my own beliefs in living life fully. You can get your copy of On Starry Thighs: Sacred and Sensual Poetry here or here, and for collectors, there is a limited-edition signed, numbered, and hand-painted hard-bound edition available here.

Starry Thighs Poetry BookFeri Magic: Wild Magic

Give me messy magic
Give me wild love
Give me the tears, sweat and cum of the Gods.
I refuse to pussyfoot
Around the pagan roots
Of my heart.
My faith is inclusive
A sea of sun
Bathing us all in the rose window of reality.
I see Goddesses orgasm
Gods fuck
Siblings dance hand in hand.
My Goddess
Is not a dangling god
With breasts glued on.
I will not
Worship
From afar.
I cherish my wildness
My integrated paths
My blue eyes wide with wonder.
Come dance with me
In open groves
And downtown orgies.
Dance with me
Lover, sister, brother, friend
Dance with me in this messy magic.
Breathe air
Tread soil
Swim deep
Gaze into the flame.
Drink in all possibilities
Not just the guise
No matter your path.
Find your truth
Make your faith
Four dimensional.
My hands are open
Arms ready
Waiting
For when you are called to my side
To ride
This wild magic.

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Lee Harrington

Lee Harrington is an internationally known sexuality, relationships, and personal authenticity educator. Having taught in all 50 states and in 6 countries, he brings a combination of playful engagement and thoughtful academic dialogue to a broad audience. An award-winning author and editor on gender, sexual, and sacred experience, his books include “Traversing Gender: Understanding Transgender Journeys,” and "Sacred Kink: The Eightfold Paths of BDSM and Beyond," among many other titles. He has been blogging online since 1998, and been teaching worldwide since 2001. Welcome to his world, and your chance to expand your mind and heart alike.

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