Tuesday, February 2, 2010

More abstract words

And death shall have no dominion.
Dead mean naked they shall be one
With the man in the wind and the west moon;
When their bones are picked clean and the clean bones gone,
They shall have stars at elbow and foot;
Though they go mad they shall be sane,
Though they sink through the sea they shall rise again;
Though lovers be lost love shall not;
And death shall have no dominion.

And death shall have no dominion.
Under the windings of the sea
They lying long shall not die windily;
Twisting on racks when sinews give way,
Strapped to a wheel, yet they shall not break;
Faith in their hands shall snap in two,
And the unicorn evils run them through;
Split all ends up they shan't crack;
And death shall have no dominion.

And death shall have no dominion.
No more may gulls cry at their ears
Or waves break loud on the seashores;
Where blew a flower may a flower no more
Lift its head to the blows of the rain;
Though they be mad and dead as nails,
Heads of the characters hammer through daisies;
Break in the sun till the sun breaks down,
And death shall have no dominion

Fervent and loyal blog readers do remember now yesterday's posting.
About abstract language that comes close to nonsense.
And the poem above may bring readers to the same conclusion.
What is that death shall have no dominion all about?
Is this another shake of words from the hat as David Bowie was doing?
An effort to be intriguing and above anyone else by being abstract?
A new set of the clothes of the Emperor?

It is not all of that.
In fact, the poem above is one of the most famous ever written.
By Dylan Thomas, a poet who lived from 1914 to 1953 and was from Wales in the UK .
He made no secret of the fact he was an alcoholic.
And that was probably the hat where his enigmatic poems came from.


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