Dylan Thomas

(27 October 1914 – 9 November 1953 / Swansea / Wales)

Dylan Thomas Poems

1. Shall Gods Be Said To Thump The Clouds 3/30/2010
2. The Tombstone Told When She Died 3/30/2010
3. Once Below A Time 3/30/2010
4. If My Head Hurt A Hair's Foot 3/30/2010
5. In The White Giant's Thigh 3/30/2010
6. Unluckily For A Death 3/30/2010
7. Find Meat On Bones 3/30/2010
8. On The Marriage Of A Virgin 3/30/2010
9. Out Of The Sighs 3/30/2010
10. I Make This In A Warring Absence 3/30/2010
11. Why East Wind Chills 3/30/2010
12. How Soon The Servant Sun 3/30/2010
13. It Is The Sinners' Dust-Tongued Bell 3/30/2010
14. We Lying By Seasand 3/30/2010
15. To Others Than You 3/30/2010
16. This Bread I Break 3/30/2010
17. Notes On The Art Of Poetry 3/30/2010
18. In Country Sleep 3/30/2010
19. Should Lanterns Shine 1/3/2003
20. Into Her Lying Down Head 3/30/2010
21. When I Woke 3/30/2010
22. Then Was My Neophyte 1/3/2003
23. Over Sir John's Hill 3/30/2010
24. The Conversation Of Prayer 1/3/2003
25. Prologue 1/3/2003
26. When, Like A Running Grave 1/3/2003
27. On No Work Of Words 1/3/2003
28. Our Eunuch Dreams 1/3/2003
29. Ceremony After A Fire Raid 3/30/2010
30. From Love's First Fever To Her Plague 1/3/2003
31. Vision And Prayer 1/13/2003
32. Hold Hard, These Ancient Minutes In The Cuckoo's Month 1/3/2003
33. January 1939 1/3/2003
34. Limerick 3/30/2010
35. Here In This Spring 3/30/2010
36. The Seed-At-Zero 1/3/2003
37. Once It Was The Colour Of Saying 1/3/2003
38. Incarnate Devil 1/3/2003
39. Now 1/3/2003
40. O Make Me A Mask 1/13/2003

Comments about Dylan Thomas

  • Adeel (10/6/2018 1:01:00 PM)

    I am a young man and this poem makes me think differently of the future

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  • fluffy animations: 3 (YT) (9/12/2018 9:06:00 PM)

    I really love Dylan Thomas's poems and am currently doing a project on him!

  • Tim kozak (8/28/2018 10:10:00 PM)

    I have been looking and reading this poem for a number of years. I am now 74 and am aware of mortality. We are probably the only species that are aware of our own demise. At least for me it is a difficult realization to absorb. Dylan’s poem seem to me to express the frustration of that reality. We behave, love go through life as if its forever. So it ain’t.

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

    FUNNY..I make poems to.

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

    A poetic wonder who passed away too young.

  • 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

  • Joy umaru (2/19/2018 8:23:00 AM)

    Add a commen my hear is smilin

  • oscar (2/2/2018 1:15:00 PM)

    i love this omg yes

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

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

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.


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

Before I Knocked

Before I knocked and flesh let enter,
With liquid hands tapped on the womb,
I who was as shapeless as the water
That shaped the Jordan near my home
Was brother to Mnetha's daughter
And sister to the fathering worm.

I who was deaf to spring and summer,
Who knew not sun nor moon by name,

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