Thom Gunn Poems
- The Hug It was your birthday, we had drunk and dined Half of...
- 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 ...
- On The Move 'Man, You Gotta Go... The blue jay scuffling in ...
- My Sad Captains One by one they appear in the darkness: a ...
- Considering The Snail The snail pushes through a ...
- Cat Island Cats met us at the landing-place reclining in ...
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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It was your birthday, we had drunk and dined
Half of the night with our old friend
Who'd showed us in the end
To a bed I reached in one drunk stride.
Already I lay snug,
And drowsy with the wine dozed on one side.
I dozed, I slept. My sleep broke on a hug,
Suddenly, from behind,
In which the full lengths of our bodies pressed:
Your instep to my heel,
My shoulder-blades against your chest.
It was not sex, but I could feel
The whole strength of your body set,
Or braced, to mine,
And locking me to you
As if we were still twenty-two
When our ...