Thom Gunn Poems
- My Sad Captains One by one they appear in the darkness: a ...
- The Hug It was your birthday, we had drunk and dined Half of...
- On The Move 'Man, You Gotta Go... The blue jay scuffling in ...
- Street Song I am too young to grow a beard But yes man it ...
- The Man With Night Sweats I wake up cold, I who Prospered ...
- Considering The Snail The snail pushes through a ...
- From The Wave It mounts at sea, a concave wall Down-ribbed ...
an Anglo-American poet who was praised both for his early verses in England, where he was associated with The Movement and his later poetry in America, even after moving toward a looser, free-verse style. After relocating from England to San Francisco, Gunn, who became openly gay, wrote about gay-related topics — particularly in his most famous work, The Man With Night Sweats in 1992 — as well as drug use, sex, and topics related to his bohemian lifestyle. He won numerous major literary awards. more »
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My Sad Captains
One by one they appear in
the darkness: a few friends, and
a few with historical
names. How late they start to shine!
but before they fade they stand
perfectly embodied, all
the past lapping them like a
cloak of chaos. They were men
who, I thought, lived only to
renew the wasteful force they
spent with each hot convulsion.
They remind me, distant now.
True, they are not at rest yet,
but now they are indeed
apart, winnowed from failures,
they withdraw to an orbit
and turn with disinterested
hard energy, like the ...