Thom Gunn Poems

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11.
The Dump

He died, and I admired
the crisp vehemence
of a lifetime reduced to
half a foot of shelf space.
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12.
The Butcher's Son

Mr Pierce the butcher
Got news his son was missing
About a month before
The closing of the war.
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13.
A Map Of The City

I stand upon a hill and see
A luminous country under me,
Through which at two the drunk sailor must weave;
The transient's pause, the sailor's leave.
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14.
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,
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15.
Painting By Vuillard

Two dumpy women with buns were drinking coffee
In a narrow kitchen—at least I think a kitchen
And I think it was whitewashed, in spite of all the shade.
They were flat brown, they were as brown as coffee.
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16.
Lament

Your dying was a difficult enterprise.
First, petty things took up your energies,
The small but clustering duties of the sick,
Irritant as the cough's dry rhetoric.
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17.
For A Birthday

I have reached a time when words no longer
help:
Instead of guiding me across the moors
Strong landmarks in the uncertain out-of-doors,
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18.
In Trust

You go from me
In June for months on end
To study equanimity
Among high trees alone;
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19.
Moly

Nightmare of beasthood, snorting, how to wake.
I woke. What beasthood skin she made me take?

Leathery toad that ruts for days on end,
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20.
Baby Song

From the private ease of Mother's womb
I fall into the lighted room.

Why don't they simply put me back
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