Friday, August 10, 2007
The poems are not easy. They have sometimes difficult to grasp meanings and sometimes are diffcult to read aloud with any semblance of sense. Also, despite clearly trying hard, Thompson isn't quite able to keep out that slightly conflicted tone which so often accompanies gay literature of the first half of the 20th century. But they are beautiful, full of fantastic, sometimes almost surreal images, suffused with the darkness of war and shot through with the glint of blond hair on a statuesque soldier.