Section: «Poems»
Verse (ancient Greek ὁ στίχος — row, structure), a term in versification used in several meanings:
artistic speech organized by division into rhythmically commensurate segments; poetry in the narrow sense; in particular, it implies the properties of versification of a particular tradition ("antique verse", "Akhmatova's verse", etc.);
a line of poetic text organized according to a certain rhythmic pattern ("My uncle of the most honest rules").
I Have Longed To Move Away
I have longed to move awayFrom the hissing of the spent lieAnd the old terrors' continual cryGrowing more terrible as the dayGoes over the hill into..
© Dylan Thomas
I See The Boys Of Summer
II see the boys of summer in their ruinLay the gold tithings barren,Setting no store by harvest, freeze the soils;Theire in their heat the winter..
© Dylan Thomas
A Saint About To Fall
A saint about to fall,The stained flats of heaven hit and razedTo the kissed kite hems of his shawl,On the last street wave praisedThe unwinding..
© Dylan Thomas
Grief Thief Of Time
Grief thief of time crawls off,The moon-drawn grave, with the seafaring years,The knave of pain steals offThe sea-halved faith that blew time to his..
© Dylan Thomas
Where Once The Waters Of Your Face
Where once the waters of your faceSpun to my screws, your dry ghost blows,The dead turns up its eye;Where once the mermen through your icePushed up..
© Dylan Thomas
When Once The Twilight Locks No Longer
When once the twilight locks no longerLocked in the long worm of my fingerNor damned the sea that sped about my fist,The mouth of time sucked, like a..
© Dylan Thomas
Foster The Light
Foster the light nor veil the manshaped moon,Nor weather winds that blow not down the bone,But strip the twelve-winded marrow from his circle;Master..
© Dylan Thomas
I, In My Intricate Image
II, in my intricate image, stride on two levels,Forged in man's minerals, the brassy oratorLaying my ghost in metal,The scales of this twin world..
© Dylan Thomas
My Hero Bares His Nerves
My hero bares his nerves along my wristThat rules from wrist to shoulder,Unpacks the head that, like a sleepy ghost,Leans on my mortal ruler,The..
© Dylan Thomas
I Fellowed Sleep
I fellowed sleep who kissed me in the brain,Let fall the tear of time; the sleeper's eye,Shifting to light, turned on me like a moon.So..
© Dylan Thomas
There Was A Saviour
There was a saviourRarer than radium,Commoner than water, crueller than truth;Children kept from the sunAssembled at his tongueTo hear the golden..
© Dylan Thomas
I Dreamed My Genesis
I dreamed my genesis in sweat of sleep, breakingThrough the rotating shell, strongAs motor muscle on the drill, drivingThrough vision and the..
© Dylan Thomas
The Hand That Signed The Paper
The hand that signed the paper felled a city;Five sovereign fingers taxed the breath,Doubled the globe of dead and halved a country;These five kings..
© Dylan Thomas
Was There A Time
Was there a time when dancers with their fiddlesIn children's circuses could stay their troubles?There was a time they could cry over books,But time..
© Dylan Thomas
This Side Of The Truth
(for Llewelyn)This side of the truth,You may not see, my son,King of your blue eyesIn the blinding country of youth,That all is undone,Under the..
© Dylan Thomas
O Make Me A Mask
O make me a mask and a wall to shut from your spiesOf the sharp, enamelled eyes and the spectacled clawsRape and rebellion in the nurseries of my..
© Dylan Thomas
Being But Men
Being but men, we walked into the treesAfraid, letting our syllables be softFor fear of waking the rooks,For fear of comingNoiselessly into a world..
© Dylan Thomas
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..
© Dylan Thomas