'In my craft or sullen art' by Dylan Thomas
In my craft or sullen art
Exercised in the still night
When only the moon rages
And the lovers lie abed
With all their griefs in their arms,
I labour by singing light
Not for ambition or bread
Or the strut and trade of charms
On the ivory stages
But for the common wages
Of their most secret heart.
Not for the proud man apart
From the raging moon I write
On these spindrift pages
Nor for the towering dead
With their nightingales and psalms
But for the lovers, their arms
Round the griefs of the ages,
Who pay no praise or wages
Nor heed my craft or art.
To hear it read by the author;
http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=KrZnw3BZg18
sounds like Jeremy it does the same thing to my paladar I'm not sure thou
BusinessButterfly 1 year ago
Not for ambition or bwead
Or the stwut and twade of chawms, ffs stop it dpr you`re muwdewing it
benolly22 1 year ago 2
who ever this guy is... he's a fucking genius.
MpowerdAPE 1 year ago
Neat! Any chance you will read poems from funnypoets soon? Here's one:
A Young Man Whose Sight Was Myopic
A young man whose sight was myopic
Thought sex an incredible topic.
So poor were his eyes,
That despite its great size,
His penis appeared microscopic.
1971ojoalparche1971 1 year ago
'I See the Boys of Summer' next!
oraclecrank 1 year ago
What's with the poetry reading? Why don't you read your own work?
AtheistBaby 1 year ago
Very nice :)
Christheatheist1 1 year ago
you have a great voice for this
TheUnmaskedMagician 1 year ago
nice
foreskinforest 1 year ago
Very nice recitation
devchelle2 1 year ago