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2014 marks the centenary of Dylan Thomas’ birth; to celebrate the life and times of Swansea’s most famous son, I began reading some of his works. The one below is a favourite of mine because I believe it's a warning to live life to its fullest. That even if you're going down not to make it easy on yourself 'That Good Night' signifies death to me. Keep Fighting.
What do you think this poem is about??
Elsa xo
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.
Dylan Thomas (1914-1953)
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