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“Poem (Your breath was shed)” by Dylan Thomas

September 4, 2012 | Miscellania

The poem for this week is “Poem (Your breath was shed)” by Dylan Thomas. It has a mournful, eerie quality to it that is reminiscent of a Gothic novel. It is lovely.


“Poem (Your breath was shed)” by Dylan Thomas

Your breath was shed
Invisible to make
About the soiled undead
Night for my sake,

A raining trail
Intangible to them
With biter’s tooth and tail
And cobweb drum,

A dark as deep
My love as a round wave
To hide the wolves of sleep
And mask the grave.


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