German penis and warm in anticipatory pleasure, are not his emotions those of all of France who lay down in front of the Germans? Not a masochistic servile submission so much as a fascination with power; a surrender in order to accomodate to power, to deal with it, and hopefully in the end to destroy it. Riton perceived in darkness the monstrous side of his situation. He was the prey of men who wore the swastika, which when he had been a boy of 12 or so had been the mark of the devil. The boy slips his fingers over to feel the penis of the sleeping officer: "hard as wood, but living. That contact delighted me with fear in the face of the divinity of the angel of destruction. That penis was his secret weapon, his stinger: the ultimate treasure of the Germans. source of the blond gold." Like another of Genet's characters who yielded because he deserved to be f-ked," fascinated as the insect facing the stinger of the spider, he must personally feel the emotion of being conquered before, like France, he could

rise up and destroy the conqueror.

So we could continue by enumerating all of the human emotions-and see sexual acts as expressing fear, contempt, rage, as well as love. Indeed do we have here another clue as to why apparently well-adjusted heterosexual men sometimes seek out males as sexual partners? Perhaps a wide range of emotions require a wide range of sexual expression-if love is associated with one male-female role, we may revert to more childish behavior when we are enraged, when we have other emotions to express. And the small child, as Freud has demonstrated, finds sexual pleasure in a wide variety of acts; he is polymorphously perverse. Every physical action can be an expression of love for the child. and every action, every type of sexual experience, is naturally used to express a variety of emotions. And what shall we say of homosexuals? Are they expressing love, or like many cases cited in this essay are they expressing other deep feelings which insist upon expression.

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Note to J.

Morning limes the room

You return

Limbs sun-whet as

just debarked maple limbs

Bearing two oranges and

two cups of black coffee

Douglas R. Empringham

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