Thom Gunn

(29 August 1929 – 25 April 2004 / England)

Thom Gunn Poems

1. Duncan 8/29/2014
2. Moly 8/29/2014
3. For A Birthday 12/3/2014
4. Lament 8/29/2014
5. In Trust 8/29/2014
6. Tamer And Hawk 8/29/2014
7. Baby Song 12/3/2014
8. From The Wave 11/7/2005
9. Painting By Vuillard 1/3/2003
10. To Yvor Winters 1/3/2003
11. A Map Of The City 11/12/2005
12. The Dump 1/3/2003
13. The Butcher's Son 1/3/2003
14. Black Jackets 11/12/2005
15. Cat Island 1/3/2003
16. My Sad Captains 1/13/2003
17. Still Life 1/3/2003
18. Considering The Snail 1/3/2003
19. The Man With Night Sweats 1/3/2003
20. The Hug 1/3/2003
21. Street Song 1/3/2003
22. On The Move 'Man, You Gotta Go.' 1/13/2003
Best Poem of Thom Gunn

On The Move 'Man, You Gotta Go.'

The blue jay scuffling in the bushes follows
Some hidden purpose, and the gush of birds
That spurts across the field, the wheeling swallows,
Have nested in the trees and undergrowth.
Seeking their instinct, or their pose, or both,
One moves with an uncertain violence
Under the dust thrown by a baffled sense
Or the dull thunder of approximate words.

On motorcycles, up the road, they come:
Small, black, as flies hanging in heat, the Boy,
Until the distance throws them forth, their hum
Bulges to thunder held by calf and thigh.
In goggles, donned...

Read the full of On The Move 'Man, You Gotta Go.'

To Yvor Winters

Though night is always close, complete negation
Ready to drop on wisdom and emotion,
Night from the air or the carnivorous breath,
Still it is right to know the force of death,
And, as you do, persistent, tough in will,
Raise from the excellent the better still.

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