poet Dylan Thomas

Dylan Thomas

#36 on top 500 poets

Comments about Dylan Thomas

  • Dylan Thomas (5/6/2018 3:48:00 PM)

    FUNNY..I make poems to.

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  • Michael Cooper (4/15/2018 3:33:00 AM)

    A poetic wonder who passed away too young.

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  • Vivi Kahei (4/8/2018 7:20:00 AM)

    yo screw this poem i had to spend 2 months reviewing it for a class i didn't even want to take

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  • Joy umaru (2/19/2018 8:23:00 AM)

    Add a commen my hear is smilin

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  • oscar (2/2/2018 1:15:00 PM)

    i love this omg yes

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  • psssionata (1/10/2018 10:27:00 AM)

    inspiring. how does one gain such delicate yet cutting edge use of words in one lifetime.

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  • tanu yadav ???? (1/3/2018 9:44:00 AM)

    Amazing yr......😮😮😮

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  • Vickie Davies (12/24/2017 12:27:00 PM)

    Typo, There won't be there in beg.section of poem.

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  • Marianne Callies (12/6/2017 12:48:00 PM)

    If he were living during the Golden Age of Greece. He would have been immortalized with his own statue! Ethereal tease! !

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  • Md. Ashik Hossain (12/2/2017 9:47:00 AM)

    he has defined poetry a fundamental creative act by using languages.

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Best Poem of Dylan Thomas

Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave...

Read the full of Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night

Incarnate Devil

Incarnate devil in a talking snake,
The central plains of Asia in his garden,
In shaping-time the circle stung awake,
In shapes of sin forked out the bearded apple,
And God walked there who was a fiddling warden
And played down pardon from the heavens' hill.

When we were strangers to the guided seas,
A handmade moon half holy in a cloud,