#FF Poem of the Week

Fern Hill by Dylan Thomas

Now as I was young and easy under the apple boughs

About the lilting house and happy as the grass was green,

The night above the dingle starry,

Time let me hail and climb

Golden in the heydays of his eyes,

And honoured among wagons I was prince of the apple towns

And once below a time I lordly had the trees and leaves

Trail with daisies and barley

Down the rivers of the windfall light.

And as I was green and carefree, famous among the barns

About the happy yard and singing as the farm was home,

In the sun that is young once only,

Time let me play and be

Golden in the mercy of his means,

And green and golden I was huntsman and herdsman, the calves

Sang to my horn, the foxes on the hills barked clear and cold,

And the sabbath rang slowly

In the pebbles of the holy streams.

All the sun long it was running, it was lovely, the hay

Fields high as the house, the tunes from the chimneys, it was air

And playing, lovely and watery

And fire green as grass.

And nightly under the simple stars

As I rode to sleep the owls were bearing the farm away,

All the moon long I heard, blessed among stables, the nightjars

Flying with the ricks, and the horses

Flashing into the dark.

And then to awake, and the farm, like a wanderer white

With the dew, come back, the cock on his shoulder: it was all

Shining, it was Adam and maiden,

The sky gathered again

And the sun grew round that very day.

So it must have been after the birth of the simple light

In the first, spinning place, the spellbound horses walking warm

Out of the whinnying green stable

On to the fields of praise.

And honoured among foxes and pheasants by the gay house

Under the new made clouds and happy as the heart was long,

In the sun born over and over,

I ran my heedless ways,

My wishes raced through the house high hay

And nothing I cared, at my sky blue trades, that time allows

In all his tuneful turning so few and such morning songs

Before the children green and golden

Follow him out of grace,

Nothing I cared, in the lamb white days, that time would take me

Up to the swallow thronged loft by the shadow of my hand,

In the moon that is always rising,

Nor that riding to sleep

I should hear him fly with the high fields

And wake to the farm forever fled from the childless land.

Oh as I was young and easy in the mercy of his means,

Time held me green and dying

Though I sang in my chains like the sea.

To celebrate a 100 years since Dylan Thomas’ birth

Selected poemsDo not go gentle into that good night

 Do not go gentle into that good night,

Old age should burn and rage 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.

 

The Hunchback in the Park read by Michael Sheen #NationalPoetryDay

A poem by Dylan Thomas has been brought to life in a short animated film to mark National Poetry Day. Michael Sheen narrates The Hunchback in the Park for the movie by award-winning Aardman Animations for BBC Wales. Sheen said the film brought the poem, set in Swansea, to life in “very imaginative and striking way”. The animation can be seen on the BBC iPlayer and will be shown on BBC One Wales later in October to mark the centenary of the poet’s birth.

The complete poems of Dylan ThomasThe poem tells the story of an isolated man who spends all his time at Cwmdonkin Park, close to Thomas’s childhood home in Uplands, Swansea. More

The Complete Poems of Dylan Thomas – a new edition is on order. Perhaps most famous for UNDER MILK WOOD and his poems ‘Do Not Go Gentle into that Good Night’ and ‘Death Shall have no Dominion’, Dylan Thomas was a hugely colourful and iconic poet, whose work was greatly admired by contemporaries such as Edith Sitwell and Sylvia Plath.

He wrote well over 380 published poems as well as 50 journal-published poems, pastiches, poems from letters and radio plays. This new edition of the author’s poems looks at his body of work in a new light, including material that was previously overlooked or excluded from collections, as well as bringing to bear advances in critical theory. Most importantly it emphasises how accessible and immediate his work was, demonstrating its relevance to a contemporary audience