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In The Beginning
In the beginning was the three-pointed star,One smile of light across the empty face,One bough of bone across the rooting air,The substance forked..
© Dylan Thomas
Holy Spring
OOut of a bed of loveWhen that immortal hospital made one more moove to sootheThe curless counted body,And ruin and his causesOver the barbed and..
© Dylan Thomas
Not From This Anger
Not from this anger, anticlimax afterRefusal struck her loin and the lame flowerBent like a beast to lap the singular floodsIn a land strapped by..
© Dylan Thomas
On A Wedding Anniversary
The sky is torn acrossThis ragged anniversary of twoWho moved for three years in tuneDown the long walks of their vows.Now their love lies a lossAnd..
© Dylan Thomas
If I Were Tickled By The Rub Of Love
If I were tickled by the rub of love,A rooking girl who stole me for her side,Broke through her straws, breaking my bandaged string,If the red tickle..
© Dylan Thomas
Ballad Of The Long-Legged Bait
The bows glided down, and the coastBlackened with birds took a last lookAt his thrashing hair and whale-blue eye;The trodden town rang its cobbles..
© Dylan Thomas
A Grief Ago
A grief ago,She who was who I hold, the fats and the flower,Or, water-lammed, from the scythe-sided thorn,Hell wind and sea,A stem cementing..
© Dylan Thomas
The Hunchback In The Park
The hunchback in the parkA solitary misterPropped between trees and waterFrom the opening of the garden lockThat lets the trees and water enterUntil..
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Poem In October
It was my thirtieth year to heavenWoke to my hearing from harbour and neighbour woodAnd the mussel pooled and the heronPriested shoreThe morning..
© Dylan Thomas
Lament
When I was a windy boy and a bitAnd the black spit of the chapel fold,(Sighed the old ram rod, dying of women),I tiptoed shy in the gooseberry..
© Dylan Thomas
A Winter's Tale
It is a winter's taleThat the snow blind twilight ferries over the lakesAnd floating fields from the farm in the cup of the vales,Gliding windless..
© Dylan Thomas
All That I Owe The Fellows Of The Grave
All that I owe the fellows of the graveAnd all the dead bequeathed from pale estatesLies in the fortuned bone, the flask of blood,Like senna stirs..
© Dylan Thomas
Light Breaks Where No Sun Shines
Light breaks where no sun shines;Where no sea runs, the waters of the heartPush in their tides;And, broken ghosts with glowworms in their heads,The..
© Dylan Thomas
Poem On His Birthday
In the mustardseed sun,By full tilt river and switchback seaWhere the cormorants scud,In his house on stilts high among beaksAnd palavers of..
© Dylan Thomas
Author's Prologue
This day winding down nowAt God speeded summer's endIn the torrent salmon sun,In my seashaken houseOn a breakneck of rocksTangled with chirrup and..
© Dylan Thomas
Altarwise By Owl-Light
Altarwise by owl-light in the half-way houseThe gentleman lay graveward with his furies;Abaddon in the hangnail cracked from Adam,And, from his fork..
© Dylan Thomas
Ears In The Turrets Hear
Ears in the turrets hearHands grumble on the door,Eyes in the gables seeThe fingers at the locks.Shall I unbolt or stayAlone till the day I dieUnseen..
© Dylan Thomas
In My Craft Or Sullen Art
In my craft or sullen artExercised in the still nightWhen only the moon ragesAnd the lovers lie abedWith all their griefs in their armsI labour by..
© Dylan Thomas
The Force That Through The Green Fuse Drives The Flower
The force that through the green fuse drives the flowerDrives my green age; that blasts the roots of treesIs my destroyer.And I am dumb to tell the..
© Dylan Thomas
Before I Knocked
Before I knocked and flesh let enter,With liquid hands tapped on the womb,I who was as shapeless as the waterThat shaped the Jordan near my homeWas..
© Dylan Thomas
Deaths And Entrances
On almost the incendiary eveOf several near deaths,When one at the great least of your best lovedAnd always known must leaveLions and fires of his..
© Dylan Thomas
Love In The Asylum
A stranger has comeTo share my room in the house not right in the head,A girl mad as birdsBolting the night of the door with her arm her plume.Strait..
© Dylan Thomas
All All And All The Dry Worlds Lever
IAll all and all the dry worlds lever,Stage of the ice, the solid ocean,All from the oil, the pound of lava.City of spring, the governed flower,Turns..
© Dylan Thomas
After The Funeral (In Memory Of Ann Jones)
After the funeral, mule praises, brays,Windshake of sailshaped ears, muffle-toed tapTap happily of one peg in the thickGrave's foot, blinds down the..
© Dylan Thomas
Especially When The October Wind
Especially when the October windWith frosty fingers punishes my hair,Caught by the crabbing sun I walk on fireAnd cast a shadow crab upon the land,By..
© Dylan Thomas