Dylan Thomas

Dylan Thomas

1,000 карма
United Kingdom (Great Britain)

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Before I knocked and flesh let enter,
With liquid hands tapped on the womb,
I who was as shapeless as the
That shaped the Jordan near my
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Too proud to die; broken and blind he
The darkest way, and did not turn away,
A cold kind man brave in his narrow
On that darkest day,
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Altarwise by owl-light in the half-way house The gentleman lay graveward with his furies; Abaddon in the hangnail cracked from Adam, And, from his fork, a dog among the fairies, The atlas-eater with a jaw for news, Bit out the mandrake with to-mor...
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There was an old bugger called God,who got a young virgin in pod
This disgraceful behaviourbegot Christ our Saviour,who was nailed to a cross, poor old sod
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'If my head hurt a hair's
Pack back the downed bone
If the unpricked ball of my
Bump on a spout let the bubbles jump out
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When I was a windy boy and a
And the black spit of the chapel fold,(Sighed the old ram rod, dying of women),
I tiptoed shy in the gooseberry wood,
The rude owl cried like a tell-tale tit,
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Because the pleasure-bird whistles after the hot wires,
Shall the blind horse sing sweeter
Convenient bird and beast lie lodged to
The supper and knives of a mood
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