Stephen Dunn Poems
- The Kiss How many years I must have yearned for someone's ...
- The Routine Things Around The ... When Mother died I ...
- Here And Now There are words I've had to save myself...
- To A Terrorist For the historical ache, the ache passed ...
- What Goes On After the affair and the moving out, after the ...
- The Metaphysicians Of South Je... Because in large cities ...
- Allegory of the Cave He climbed toward the blinding ...
Stephen Dunn (born 1939) is an American poet. Dunn has written fifteen collections of poetry. He won the Pulitzer Prize for Poetry for his 2001 collection, Different Hours and has received an Academy Award in Literature from the American Academy of Arts and Letters. Among his other awards are three National Endowment for the Arts Creative Writing Fellowships, Guggenheim Fellowship, and Rockefeller Foundations Fellowship.
He was born in Forest Hills, Queens. Dunn completed his B.A. in English at Hofstra University and his M.A. in creative writing at Syracuse University. He has taught at Wichita State University, University of Washington, Columbia University, University of Michigan,... more »
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How many years I must have yearned
for someone's lips against mind.
Pheromones, newly born, were floating
between us. There was hardly any air.
She kissed me again, reaching that place
that sends messages to toes and fingertips,
then all the way to something like home.
Some music was playing on its own.
Nothing like a woman who knows
to kiss the right thing at the right time,
then kisses the things she's missed.
How had I ever settled for less?
I was thinking this is intelligence,
this is the wisest tongue
since the Oracle got into a ...