poet Dylan Thomas

Dylan Thomas

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We Lying By Seasand

We lying by seasand, watching yellow
And the grave sea, mock who deride
Who follow the red rivers, hollow
Alcove of words out of cicada shade,
For in this yellow grave of sand and sea
A calling for colour calls with the wind
That's grave and gay as grave and sea
Sleeping on either hand.
The lunar silences, the silent tide
Lapping the still canals, the dry tide-master
Ribbed between desert and water storm,
Should cure our ills of the water
With a one-coloured calm;
The heavenly music over the sand
Sounds with the grains as they hurry
Hiding the golden mountains and mansions
Of the grave, gay, seaside land.
Bound by a sovereign strip, we lie,
Watch yellow, wish for wind to blow away
The strata of the shore and drown red rock;
But wishes breed not, neither
Can we fend off rock arrival,
Lie watching yellow until the golden weather
Breaks, O my heart's blood, like a heart and hill.

Poem Submitted: Tuesday, March 30, 2010

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  • Dr Tony BrahminDr Tony Brahmin (10/27/2019 12:12:00 PM)

    Can we fend off rock arrival,
    Lie watching yellow until the golden weather
    Breaks, O my heart's blood, like a heart and hill... a very good poem. tony

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  • Subhas Chandra ChakraSubhas Chandra Chakra (10/8/2017 11:51:00 PM)

    Bound by a sovereign strip, we lie,
    Nice poem.

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