I Fellowed Sleep
July 5, 2023All All and All
July 5, 2023Among Those Killed In The Dawn Raid Was A Man Aged A Hundred
When the morning was waking over the war
He put on his clothes and stepped out and he died,
The locks yawned loose and a blast blew them wide,
He dropped where he loved on the burst pavement stone
And the funeral grains of the slaughtered floor.
Tell his street on its back he stopped a sun
And the craters of his eyes grew springshots and fire
When all the keys shot from the locks, and rang.
Dig no more for the chains of his grey-haired heart.
The heavenly ambulance drawn by a wound
Assembling waits for the spade’s ring on the cage.
O keep his bones away from the common cart,
The morning is flying on the wings of his age
And a hundred storks perch on the sun’s right hand.
Dylan Thomas
Dylan Thomas (1914-1953) was a Welsh poet and writer known for his vibrant and surreal works. He wrote several volumes of poetry, including "Deaths and Entrances" and "In Country Sleep," as well as the celebrated play "Under Milk Wood." Thomas's work often explored themes of mortality and the passage of time.