Happy St Davids Day!
Well this blog may be a little predictable I’m afraid, although it’s not about I wandered lonely as a cloud, sometimes known as Daffodils by William Wordsworth but a great poem by the Welsh Poet Dylan Thomas, Do not go gently into that good night. I have recently completed a Poetry online learning course which has been fantastic (delivered by Jim Bennett, Poet of The Poetry Kit) and one of my tasks was to write my own Villanelle poem, Eekkk! Thomas was born born in Swansea in 1914 and sadly died at the young age of 39. His famous writing shed at the once family home the Boat House in Laugharne is well worth a visit for its atmospheric inspiration. Thomas was also well known for his radio readings and his haunting voice adds potency to his words, why not have a listen here;Do not go gently into that good night. Dylan Thomas
And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gently into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.