Dunstan Thompson: On the Life and Work of a Lost American Master, Kevin Prufer & D.A. Powell, eds.
The 15th of June marks the official publication date of Pleiades Press' inaugural volume in the Unsung Masters Series. Dunstan Thompson: on the life & work of a lost American master, showcases the brilliant, witty, sensual work of a poet who debuted brightly then virtually disappeared. Thompson's early, bold sexuality and his subsequent recommitment to Catholicism are both explored through the lens of Thompson's eloquent lyrics.
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The red-haired robber in the ravished bed is doomsday driven, and averts his head. Turning to spurn the spoiled subjected body, That, lately lying altar for his ardor, Uncandled, scandalizes him, afraid he Has lost his lifetime in a momen't murder: His is the sinner who is saint instead, This dark night makes him wish that he were dead.
What daring could not do, the drinks have done: The limbo lad communicated one Last sacrament, and, fast as falling, heaven No longer held a stranger to emotion, Who, like a star, unsexed, unshamed, unshriven, Was hurled, a lost world, whirling past damnation: Circled by chaos but by eros spun, The devil burned much brighter than the sun.
This bellboy beauty, this flamingo groom, Who left his nickname soul too little room For blood on blades of grass, must now turn over, Feel for the fatal flower, the hothouse sterile Rose, raised in no god's praise, and, like death, never Again enjoyed, must make his madness moral: Washed by the inland waters of the womb, The salt sheet is his shroud, the bed his tomb.