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• Especially when the October wind With frosty fingers punishes my hair, Caught by the crabbing sun I walk on fire And cast a shadow crab upon the land, By the sea's side, hearing the noise of birds, Hearing the raven cough in winter sticks, My busy heart who shudders as she talks Sheds the syllabic blood and drains her words.

  Dylan Thomas

  Heart, Winter, Fire

  Dylan Thomas, Daniel Jones (2003). “The Poems of Dylan Thomas”, p.116, New Directions Publishing

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• It snowed last year too: I made a snowman and my brother knocked it down and I knocked my brother down and then we had tea.

  Dylan Thomas

  Christmas, Brother, Sibling

  Dylan Thomas (1968). “Quite Early One Morning”, p.16, New Directions Publishing

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• These are but dreaming men. Breathe, and they fade.

  Dylan Thomas

  Dream, Men, Breathe

  Dylan Thomas, Daniel Jones (2003). “The Poems of Dylan Thomas”, p.119, New Directions Publishing

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• I liked the taste of beer, its live, white lather, its brass-bright depths, the sudden world through the wet-brown walls of the glass, the tilted rush to the lips and the slow swallowing down to the lapping belly, the salt on the tongue, the foam at the corners.

  Dylan Thomas

  Wall, Beer, Glasses

  Dylan Thomas (1986). “The Collected Stories”, p.211, New Directions Publishing

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• Do not go gentle into that good night.

  Dylan Thomas

  Tattoo, Good Night, Goodnight

  "Do Not Go Gentle into That Good Night" l. 16 (1952)

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• The only sea I saw Was the seesaw sea With you riding on it. Lie down, lie easy. Let me shipwreck in your thighs.

  Dylan Thomas

  Sex, Lying, Sea

  Dylan Thomas (1975). “Under Milk Wood: A Play for Voices”

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• A good poem is a contribution to reality.

  Dylan Thomas

  Reality, Contribution

  Dylan Thomas, Daniel Jones (1992). “On the Air with Dylan Thomas: The Broadcasts”, p.61, New Directions Publishing

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• Too many of the artists of Wales spend too much time talking about the position of theartists of Wales.There is only one position for an artist anywhere: and that is, upright.

  Dylan Thomas

  Time, Artist, Talking

  Quite Early One Morning (1954) pt. 2 "Wales and the Artist"

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• After the first death, there is no other.

  Dylan Thomas

  Life, Death, Firsts

  A Refusal to Mourn the Death, by Fire, of a Child in London" l. 19 (1946)

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• And books which told me everything about the wasp, except why.

  Dylan Thomas

  Book, Wasps

  Dylan Thomas, “A Child's Christmas In Wales”

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• [I'm]a freak user of words, not a poet.

  Dylan Thomas

  Freak, Poet, Users

  Dylan Thomas, Paul Ferris (1985). “The collected letters”, Scribner

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• I make one image—though 'make' is not the right word; I let, perhaps, an image be 'made' emotionally in me and then apply to it what intellectual & critical forces I possess—let it breed another, let that image contradict the first, make, of the third image bred out of the other two together, a fourth contradictory image, and let them all, within my imposed formal limits, conflict.

  Dylan Thomas

  Two, Intellectual, Together

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• Oh, I'm a martyr to music.

  Dylan Thomas

  Music, Musician, Martyr

  Dylan Thomas (1954). “Under Milk Wood: A Play for Voices”, p.52, New Directions Publishing

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• Beginning with doom in the bulb, the spring unravels.

  Dylan Thomas

  Spring, Bulbs, Doom

  Dylan Thomas (2003). “Dylan Thomas Selected Poems, 1934-1952”, p.37, New Directions Publishing

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• Poetry is what makes my toenails twinkle.

  Dylan Thomas

  Poetry, Toenails, Poetry Is

  Dylan Thomas, Daniel Jones (2003). “The Poems of Dylan Thomas”, p.22, New Directions Publishing

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• I have just had eighteen whiskeys in a row. I do believe that is a record.

  Dylan Thomas

  Believe, Records, Whiskey

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• And death shall have no dominion. Under the windings of the sea They lying long shall not die windily; Twisting on racks when sinews give way, Strapped to a wheel, yet they shall not break; Faith in their hands shall snap in two, And the unicorn evils run them through; Split all ends up they shan't crack; And death shall have no dominion.

  Dylan Thomas

  Running, Lying, Hands

  Dylan Thomas (2003). “Muertes Y Entradas [1934-1953]: Antología Poética”, p.88, HUERGA Y FIERRO EDITORES

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• Chastity prays for me, piety sings,
  Innocence sweetens my last black breath,
  Modesty hides my thighs in her wings,
  And all the deadly virtues plague my death!

  Dylan Thomas

  Wings, Black, Lasts

  Dylan Thomas, Daniel Jones (2003). “The Poems of Dylan Thomas”, p.238, New Directions Publishing

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• Rhianon, he said, hold my hand, Rhianon. She did not hear him, but stood over his bed and fixed him with an unbroken sorrow. Hold my hand, he said, and then: why are your putting the sheet over my face?

  Dylan Thomas

  Hands, Sorrow, Bed

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• Reading one's own poems aloud is letting the cat out of the bag. You may have always suspected bits of a poem to be overweighted, overviolent, or daft, and then, suddenly, with the poet's tongue around them, your suspicion is made certain.

  Dylan Thomas

  Reading, Cat, Bags

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• I sang in my chains like the sea

  Dylan Thomas

  Sea, Chains

  "Fern Hill" l. 52 (1946)

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• Out of the sighs a little comes,
  But not of grief, for I have knocked down that
  Before the agony; the spirit grows,
  Forgets, and cries;
  A little comes, is tasted and found good.

  Dylan Thomas

  Life, Grief, Agony

  Dylan Thomas, Daniel Jones (2003). “The Poems of Dylan Thomas”, p.34, New Directions Publishing

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• A truly comic, invented world must live at the same time as the world we live in.

  Dylan Thomas

  Humor, World, Comic

  Dylan Thomas, Daniel Jones (1992). “On the Air with Dylan Thomas: The Broadcasts”, p.194, New Directions Publishing

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• Now behind the eyes and secrets of the dreamers in the streets rocked to sleep by the sea, see the titbits and topsyturvies, bobs and buttontops, bags and bones, ash and rind and dandruff and nailparings, saliva and snowflakes and moulted feathers of dreams, the wrecks and sprats and shells and fishbones, whale-juice and moonshine and small salt fry dished up by the hidden sea.

  Dylan Thomas

  Dream, Sleep, Eye

  Dylan Thomas (1954). “Under Milk Wood: A Play for Voices”, p.22, New Directions Publishing

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• You just wait. I'll sin 'til I blow up!

  Dylan Thomas

  Blow, Waiting, Sin

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