Dylan Thomas's Poetry, by written

• 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
• Especially When The October Wind

  Especially when the October wind
  With frosty fingers punishes my hair,

  34 lines
• 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
• If I Were Tickled By The Rub Of Love

  If I were tickled by the rub of love,
  A rooking girl who stole me for her side,

  54 lines
• In My Craft Or Sullen Art

  In my craft or sullen art
  Exercised in the still night

  20 lines, 1 comment
• Our Eunuch Dreams

  I
  Our eunuch dreams, all seedless in the light,

  46 lines
• Poem On His Birthday

  In the mustardseed sun,
  By full tilt river and switchback sea

  118 lines, 2 comments
• The Force That Through The Green Fuse Drives The Flower

  The force that through the green fuse drives the flower
  Drives my green age; that blasts the roots of trees

  25 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
• Light Breaks Where No Sun Shines

  Light breaks where no sun shines;
  Where no sea runs, the waters of the heart

  33 lines
• I See The Boys Of Summer

  I see the boys of summer in their ruin
  Lay the gold tithings barren,

  67 lines, 1 comment
• Clown In The Moon

  My tears are like the quiet drift
  Of petals from some magic rose;

  8 lines
• All All And All

  All all and all the dry worlds lever,
  Stage of the ice, the solid ocean,

  48 lines
• Sometimes The Sky's Too Bright

  Sometimes the sky's too bright,
  Or has too many clouds or birds,

  30 lines
• Elegy

  Too proud to die; broken and blind he died
  The darkest way, and did not turn away,

  40 lines
• All That I Owe The Fellows Of The Grave

  All that I owe the fellows of the grave
  And all the dead bequeathed from pale estates

  31 lines, 1 comment
• Was There A Time

  Was there a time when dancers with their fiddles
  In children's circuses could stay their troubles?

  8 lines
• Once It Was The Colour Of Saying

  Once it was the colour of saying
  Soaked my table the uglier side of a hill

  12 lines
• On No Work Of Words

  On no work of words now for three lean months in the
  bloody

  16 lines, 2 comments
• Now

  Now
  Say nay,

  35 lines
• Holy Spring

  O
  Out of a bed of love

  24 lines
• Hold Hard The Ancient Minutes

  Hold hard, these ancient minutes in the cuckoo's month,
  Under the lank, fourth folly on Glamorgan's hill,

  26 lines
• After The Funeral (In Memory Of Ann Jones)

  After the funeral, mule praises, brays,
  Windshake of sailshaped ears, muffle-toed tap

  39 lines, 1 comment
• Altarwise By Owl-Light

  Altarwise by owl-light in the half-way house
    The gentleman lay graveward with his furies;

  58 lines, 3 comments
• Where Once The Waters Of Your Face

  Where once the waters of your face
  Spun to my screws, your dry ghost blows,

  26 lines
• When Once The Twilight Locks No Longer

  When once the twilight locks no longer
  Locked in the long worm of my finger

  47 lines

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