Dylan Thomas - ' Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night'

Dylan Thomas 

1914 - 1953  Dylan Marlais Thomas was a Welsh poet and writer, Thomas was appreciated as a popular poet in his lifetime,   In his later life he acquired a reputation, which he encouraged, as a "Roistering, drunken and doomed poet".. Thomas died in 1953 in America and his body was returned to Wales where he was buried at the village churchyard in Laugharne. My favourite Dylan Thomas poem is 'Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night'...

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 the 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.