Dylan Thomas

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

The Hand That Signed The Paper - Poem by Dylan Thomas

The hand that signed the paper felled a city;
Five sovereign fingers taxed the breath,
Doubled the globe of dead and halved a country;
These five kings did a king to death.

The mighty hand leads to a sloping shoulder,
The finger joints are cramped with chalk;
A goose's quill has put an end to murder
That put an end to talk.

The hand that signed the treaty bred a fever,
And famine grew, and locusts came;
Great is the hand that holds dominion over
Man by a scribbled name.

The five kings count the dead but do not soften
The crusted wound nor pat the brow;
A hand rules pity as a hand rules heaven;
Hands have no tears to flow.


Comments about The Hand That Signed The Paper by Dylan Thomas

  • John John (12/18/2018 10:53:00 PM)

    This might interest you. It's a song that uses the poem as its lyrics: https: //soundcloud.com/rogers-and-clarke/the-hand (Report)Reply

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  • gloria (8/8/2018 9:58:00 AM)

    best example of a synecdoche (Report)Reply

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  • Brian JaniBrian Jani (4/26/2014 2:26:00 AM)

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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