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Dylan Thomas's Poetry, by first line

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  • O Make Me A Mask
    O make me a mask and a wall to shut from your spies
    Of the sharp, enamelled eyes and the spectacled claws
    12 lines, 1 comment
  • Fern Hill
    Now as I was young and easy under the apple boughs
    About the lilting house and happy as the grass was green,
    59 lines, 2 comments
  • And Death Shall Have No Dominion
    And death shall have no dominion.
    Dead mean naked they shall be one
    27 lines
  • January 1939
    Because the pleasure-bird whistles after the hot wires,
    Shall the blind horse sing sweeter?
    25 lines
  • I, In My Intricate Image
    I
    I, in my intricate image, stride on two levels,
    111 lines
  • Our Eunuch Dreams
    I
    Our eunuch dreams, all seedless in the light,
    46 lines
  • Prologue
    This day winding down now
    At God speeded summer's end
    102 lines
  • Poem In October
    It was my thirtieth year to heaven
    Woke to my hearing from harbour and neighbour wood
    70 lines, 2 comments
  • Elegy
    Too proud to die; broken and blind he died
    The darkest way, and did not turn away,
    40 lines
  • Now
    Now
    Say nay,
    35 lines
  • Holy Spring
    O
    Out of a bed of love
    24 lines
  • Twenty Four Years
    Twenty-four years remind the tears of my eyes.
    (Bury the dead for fear that they walk to the grave in labour.)
    9 lines
  • Then Was My Neophyte
    Then was my neophyte,
    Child in white blood bent on its knees
    48 lines
  • Incarnate Devil
    Incarnate devil in a talking snake,
    The central plains of Asia in his garden,
    18 lines, 1 comment
  • A Letter To My Aunt
    A Letter To My Aunt Discussing The Correct Approach To Modern Poetry
    To you, my aunt, who would explore
    67 lines
  • Among Those Killed In The Dawn Raid Was A Man Aged A Hundred
    When the morning was waking over the war
    He put on his clothes and stepped out and he died,
    14 lines
  • Ballad Of The Long-Legged Bait
    The bows glided down, and the coast
    Blackened with birds took a last look
    216 lines
  • Before I Knocked
    Before I knocked and flesh let enter,
    With liquid hands tapped on the womb,
    46 lines
  • Deaths And Entrances
    On almost the incendiary eve
    Of several near deaths,
    36 lines
  • Ears In The Turrets Hear
    Ears in the turrets hear
    Hands grumble on the door,
    0 lines
  • Foster The Light
    Foster the light nor veil the manshaped moon,
    Nor weather winds that blow not down the bone,
    30 lines
  • From Love's First Fever To Her Plague
    From love's first fever to her plague, from the soft second
    And to the hollow minute of the womb,
    50 lines
  • How Shall My Animal
    How shall my animal
    Whose wizard shape I trace in the cavernous skull,
    44 lines
  • I Dreamed My Genesis
    I dreamed my genesis in sweat of sleep, breaking
    Through the rotating shell, strong
    28 lines
  • I Fellowed Sleep
    I fellowed sleep who kissed me in the brain,
    Let fall the tear of time; the sleeper's eye,
    30 lines
  • I Have Longed To Move Away
    I have longed to move away
    From the hissing of the spent lie
    0 lines
  • In The Beginning
    In the beginning was the three-pointed star,
    One smile of light across the empty face,
    30 lines
  • Lament
    When I was a windy boy and a bit
    And the black spit of the chapel fold,
    60 lines
  • Lie Still, Sleep Becalmed
    Lie still, sleep becalmed, sufferer with the wound
    In the throat, burning and turning. All night afloat
    0 lines
  • My Hero Bares His Nerves
    My hero bares his nerves along my wrist
    That rules from wrist to shoulder,
    20 lines
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