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Dylan Marlais Thomas (27 October 1914 – 9 November 1953) was a Welsh poet and writer whose works include the poems "Do not go gentle into that good night" and "And death shall have no dominion"; the 'play for voices' Under Milk Wood; and stories and radio broadcasts such as A Child's Christmas in ... Read More

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A process in the weather of the heart
Turns damp to dry; the golden shot
Storms in the freezing to

Now as I was young and easy under the apple boughs
About the lilting house and happy as the grass w

Too proud to die; broken and blind he died
The darkest way, and did not turn away,
A cold kind man

After the funeral, mule praises, brays,
Windshake of sailshaped ears, muffle-toed tap
Tap happily

A Letter To My Aunt Discussing The Correct Approach To Modern Poetry


To you, my aunt, who would

From love's first fever to her plague, from the soft second
And to the hollow minute of the womb,

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage a

The bows glided down, and the coast
Blackened with birds took a last look
At his thrashing hair an

All that I owe the fellows of the grave
And all the dead bequeathed from pale estates
Lies in the

One Christmas was so much like another, in those years around the sea-town corner now and out of all

When the morning was waking over the war
He put on his clothes and stepped out and he died,
The lo

Before I knocked and flesh let enter,
With liquid hands tapped on the womb,
I who was as shapeless

My tears are like the quiet drift
Of petals from some magic rose;
And all my grief flows from the

Do you not father me, nor the erected arm
For my tall tower's sake cast in her stone?
Do you not m

Altarwise by owl-light in the half-way house
The gentleman lay graveward with his furies;
Abaddon

On almost the incendiary eve
Of several near deaths,
When one at the great least of your best love

It is a winter's tale
That the snow blind twilight ferries over the lakes
And floating fields from

Being but men, we walked into the trees
Afraid, letting our syllables be soft
For fear of waking t

When the morning was waking over the war
He put on his clothes and stepped out and he died,
The lo

Especially when the October wind
With frosty fingers punishes my hair,
Caught by the crabbing sun

I

Myselves
The grievers
Grieve
Among the street burned to tireless death
A child of a few hou

A grief ago,
She who was who I hold, the fats and the flower,
Or, water-lammed, from the scythe-si

I

All all and all the dry worlds lever,
Stage of the ice, the solid ocean,
All from the oil, th

Foster the light nor veil the manshaped moon,
Nor weather winds that blow not down the bone,
But s

This day winding down now
At God speeded summer's end
In the torrent salmon sun,
In my seashaken

Because the pleasure-bird whistles after the hot wires,
Shall the blind horse sing sweeter?
Conven

Ears in the turrets hear
Hands grumble on the door,
Eyes in the gables see
The fingers at the loc

A saint about to fall,
The stained flats of heaven hit and razed
To the kissed kite hems of his sh

One Christmas was so much like another, in those years around the sea-town corner now and out of all

'Find meat on bones that soon have none,
And drink in the two milked crags,
The merriest marrow an

And death shall have no dominion.
Dead man naked they shall be one
With the man in the wind and th

Dylan Thomas Poetry

Dylan Marlais Thomas (27 October 1914 – 9 November 1953) was a Welsh poet and writer whose works include the poems "Do not go gentle into that good night" and "And death shall have no dominion"; the 'play for voices' Under Milk Wood; and stories and radio broadcasts such as A Child's Christmas in Wales and Portrait of the Artist as a Young Dog. He became widely popular in his lifetime and remained so after his premature death at the age of 39 in New York City. By then he had acquired a reputation, which he had encouraged, as a "roistering, drunken and doomed poet". Thomas was born in Swansea, Wales, in 1914. An undistinguished pupil, he left school at 16 and became a journalist for a short time. Many of his works appeared in print while he was still a teenager; however, it was the publication in 1934 of "Light breaks where no sun shines" that caught the attention of the literary world. While living in London, Thomas met Caitlin Macnamara, whom he married in 1937. Their relationship was defined by alcoholism and was mutually destructive.[3] In the early part of their marriage, Thomas and his family lived hand-to-mouth; they settled in the Welsh fishing village of Laugharne. Thomas came to be appreciated as a popular poet during his lifetime, though he found earning a living as a writer difficult. He began augmenting his income with reading tours and radio broadcasts. His radio recordings for the BBC during the late 1940s brought him to the public's attention, and he was frequently used by the BBC as a populist voice of the literary scene. Thomas first travelled to the United States in the 1950s. His readings there brought him a level of fame, while his erratic behaviour and drinking worsened. His time in America cemented his legend, however, and he went on to record to vinyl such works as A Child's Christmas in Wales. During his fourth trip to New York in 1953, Thomas became gravely ill and fell into a coma, from which he never recovered. He died on 9 November 1953. His body was returned to Wales where he was interred at the village churchyard in Laugharne on 25 November 1953. Though Thomas wrote exclusively in the English language, he has been acknowledged as one of the most important Welsh poets of the 20th century. He is noted for his original, rhythmic and ingenious use of words and imagery. His position as one of the great modern poets has been much discussed, and he remains popular with the public.... Read More