Poetry Friday – Dylan Thomas’ Birthday

 

 

 

 

Today is the birthday of Dylan Marlais Thomas, one of my favorite poets.

In My Craft or Sullen Art

In my craft or sullen art
Exercised in the still night
When only the moon rages
And the lovers lie abed
With all their griefs in their arms,
I labor by singing light
Not for ambition or bread
Or the strut and trade of charmsOn the ivory stages
But for the common wages
Of their most secret heart.


To read the rest of this poem, click here. To find out more about Dylan Thomas, click here.
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Author: Gina Ruiz

Gina Ruiz is a writer and reviewer living in Los Angeles. She writes about bookish events, books and graphic novels. She is especially interested in the following genres: Chicano, poetry, literature, fiction, mystery, comics, graphic novels, sci-fi, children's literature, non-fiction, historical fiction, literary fiction. She does not review religious literature, self-help, political or self-published books.

5 thoughts on “Poetry Friday – Dylan Thomas’ Birthday

  1. I love Dylan Thomas too. Once my priest was baptizing a baby named Dylan Michael and she called him Dylan Thomas by mistake. That’s when I knew I was in the right church.

  2. My dad’s family is part Welsh, and I’ve always hoped to find out one day that Dylan Thomas was a long lost cousin. Thanks for honoring him today.

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