Thom Gunn

Person · Open Library

Works

214

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Music · MusicBrainz

Type

Person

Active from

1929

Active to

2004

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Thom Gunn (29 August 1929 – 25 April 2004), born Thomson William Gunn, was 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 rel

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5 total works indexed

1. Gaussian basis sets for use in correlated molecular calculations. I. The atoms boron through neon and hydrogen

   · 1989 · cited 30,384x

2. GRADE: an emerging consensus on rating quality of evidence and strength of recommendations

   · 2008 · cited 19,347x

3. Electron affinities of the first-row atoms revisited. Systematic basis sets and wave functions

   · 1992 · cited 14,898x

4. Gaussian basis sets for use in correlated molecular calculations. III. The atoms aluminum through argon

   · 1993 · cited 9,292x

5. GRADE guidelines: 1. Introduction—GRADE evidence profiles and summary of findings tables

   · 2011 · cited 9,202x

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Quotes

• “These seem like bristles, and the hide is tough.No claw or web here: each foot ends in hoof.”
• “Direct me gods, whose changes are all holy,To where it flickers deep in grass, the moly.”
• “Thus for each blunt-faced ignorant oneThe great grey rigid uniform combinedSafety with virtue of the sun.Thus concepts linked like chainmail in the mind.”
• “One joins the movement in a valueless world,Choosing it, till both hurler and the hurled,One moves as well, always toward, toward.”
• “Distorting hackneyed words in hackneyed songsHe turns revolt into a style, prolongs The impulse to a habit of the time.”
• “My thoughts are crowded with deathand it draws so oddly on the sexualthat I am confusedconfused to be attractedby, in effect, my own annihilation.”

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