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Dylan Thomas (27 October 1914 – 9 November 1953 / Swansea / Wales)
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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 men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
And you, my father, there on that sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
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I've been looking for this poem. I read Matched by Allie Condie and fell in love with this. I'm doing my poet paper for English on Dylan Thomas and the title sounded so familiar. After reading it, I realized that this was the one. Thank you Dylan Thomas. I knew I picked you for a reason.
I have read this poem before in a book by a very good writer in the book Matched. It has touched my life in a very special way.
my favourite poem, there is no contest :)
Such beauty and power. Thank you for your gift and may your journey into that night be blessed with light forever more. RIP Dylan Thomas
His father was dying. and he called his dying bed a sad height. what a perfect way to describe a moment. makes me want to cry. i think shall. my favorite poem of all time.i like his other poems once i comprehend them. but this one was instant comprehension.
This could very well be the poem which means don't leave for tomorrow what you can accomplish today...enjoy what you have.....enjoy your waking hours for you sleep one third of your life.....there is no proof you will come back after death....enjoy life for you only live once it is a true gift from God... :)
Dylan Thomas was a legend of his time and after his dead the world lost one of the greatest poets of all the time. For me Dylan Thomas is an inspiration and this poem is one of his bests. Beacause of him i will never give up any fight! Thank you Dylan Thomas, you were a genius!
If you love Dylan, read my poem 'Portrait of Dylan' posted today.
This poem is about never giving up the fight no matter how impossible it may seem to win. Do not go gentle...
Thanks @ Marcus Robbins, that is a wonderful interpretation - feels just right.