  Tonight I listened to Thom Gunn speak. He dressed in faded blue 501's, black motorcycle boots with the silver ring on the side and a black leather jacket. He looked very 1970's despite being in his 70's. He was rather humble in regards to his work.
He read poems that dealt with several different themes, but some of the most interesting took place here in San Francisco. Bars in SOMA such as The Hole in the Wall and the Lone Star. Afterwards I went and had him sign my book. He said, "Do we know one another? " "No, we do not. " "You smile as if we do. I remember your smile. " He was flirting with me. 
