<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=373503" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Deaths and Entrances</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">On almost the incendiary eve<br>Of several near deaths,<br>When one at the great least of your best loved<br>And always known must leave<br>Lions and fires of his flying breath,<br>Of your immortal friends<br>Who'd raise the organs of the counted dust<br>To shoot and sing your praise,<br>One who called deepest down shall hold his peace<br>That cannot sink or cease<br>Endlessly to his wound<br>In many married London's estranging grief.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">On almost the incendiary eve<br>When at your lips and keys,<br>Locking, unlocking, the murdered strangers weave,<br>One who is most unknown,<br>Your polestar neighbour, sun of another street,<br>Will dive up to his tears.<br>He'll bathe his raining blood in the male sea<br>Who strode for your own dead<br>And wind his globe out of your water thread<br>And load the throats of shells<br>with every cry since light<br>Flashed first across his thunderclapping eyes.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">On almost the incendiary eve<br>Of deaths and entrances,<br>When near and strange wounded on London's waves<br>Have sought your single grave,<br>One enemy, of many, who knows well<br>Your heart is luminous<br>In the watched dark, quivering through locks and caves,<br>Will pull the thunderbolts<br>To shut the sun, plunge, mount your darkened keys<br>And sear just riders back,<br>Until that one loved least<br>Looms the last Samson of your zodiac.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Dylan+Thomas">Dylan Thomas</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=373503" data-title="Deaths and Entrances de Dylan Thomas" data-description="On almost the incendiary eve Of several near deaths, When one at the great least of your best loved And always known must leave Lions and fires of his flying breath, Of your immortal friends Who'd raise the organs of the counted dust To shoot and ..."></div> </div> </div>

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