Dylan Thomas

Now

Man dry man,Dry lover mineThe deadrock base and blow the flowered anchor,Should he, for centre sake, hop in the dust,Forsake, the fool, the hardiness of anger.NowSay nay,Sir no say,Death to the yes,the yes to death, the yesman and the answer,Should he who split his children with a cureHave brotherless his sister on the handsaw.NowSay nay,No…

I

Lay the gold tithings barren,Setting no store by harvest, freeze the soils;Theire in their heat the winter floodsOf frozen loves they fetch their girls,And drown the cargoed apples in their tides.These boys of light are curdlers in their folly,Sour the boiling honey;The jacks of frost they finger in the hives;There in the sun the frigid…

I

His enemies entered bed,Under the encumbered eyelid,Through the rippled drum of the hair-buried ear;And Noah’s rekindled now unkind doveFlew man-bearing there.Last night in a raping waveWhales unreined from the green graveIn fountains of origin gave up their love,Along her innocence glidedJaun aflame and savagely young King Lear,Queen Catherine howling bareAnd Samson drowned in his hair,The…

I

Forged in man’s minerals, the brassy oratorLaying my ghost in metal,The scales of this twin world tread on the double,My half ghost in armour hold hard in death’s corridor,To my man-iron sidle.Beginning with doom in the bulb, the spring unravels,Bright as her spinning-wheels, the colic seasonWorked on a world of petals;She threads off the sap…