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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=373578" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>When Once the Twilight Locks No Longer</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">When once the twilight locks no longer<br>Locked in the long worm of my finger<br>Nor damned the sea that sped about my fist,<br>The mouth of time sucked, like a sponge,<br>The milky acid on each hinge,<br>And swallowed dry the waters of the breast.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When the galactic sea was sucked<br>And all the dry seabed unlocked,<br>I sent my creature scouting on the globe,<br>That globe itself of hair and bone<br>That, sewn to me by nerve and brain,<br>Had stringed my flask of matter to his rib.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">My fuses are timed to charge his heart,<br>He blew like powder to the light<br>And held a little sabbath with the sun,<br>But when the stars, assuming shape,<br>Drew in his eyes the straws of sleep<br>He drowned his father's magics in a dream.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">All issue armoured, of the grave,<br>The redhaired cancer still alive,<br>The cataracted eyes that filmed their cloth;<br>Some dead undid their bushy jaws,<br>And bags of blood let out their flies;<br>He had by heart the Christ-cross-row of death.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Sleep navigates the tides of time;<br>The dry Sargasso of the tomb<br>Gives up its dead to such a working sea;<br>And sleep rolls mute above the beds<br>Where fishes' food is fed the shades<br>Who periscope through flowers to the sky.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">When once the twilight screws were turned,<br>And mother milk was stiff as sand,<br>I sent my own ambassador to light;<br>By trick or chance he fell asleep<br>And conjured up a carcass shape<br>To rob me of my fluids in his heart.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Awake, my sleeper, to the sun,<br>A worker in the morning town,<br>And leave the poppied pickthank where he lies;<br>The fences of the light are down,<br>All but the briskest riders thrown<br>And worlds hang on the trees.</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>
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Locked in the long worm of my finger
Nor damned the sea that sped about my fist,
The mouth of time sucked, like a sponge,
The milky acid on each hinge,
And swallowed dry the waters of the breast.

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