Dylan Thomas

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

Ballad Of The Long-Legged Bait - Poem by Dylan Thomas

The bows glided down, and the coast
Blackened with birds took a last look
At his thrashing hair and whale-blue eye;
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Comments about Ballad Of The Long-Legged Bait by Dylan Thomas

  • Brian Jani (4/26/2014 1:30:00 AM)

    Awesome I like this poem, check mine oit (Report) Reply

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  • (2/21/2012 1:13:00 PM)

    Truly one of the great poems of our time - containing the following immortal stanza.
    Time is bearing another son.
    Kill Time! She turns in her pain!
    The oak is felled in the acorn
    And the hawk in the egg kills the wren.

    Blew me away 30 years ago and just as powerful now!

    Reminds me of that other great line! Best was to never have been born at all!

    Wandering around in Samsara can be such a drag!
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