One Christmas was so much like another, in those years around the sea-town corner now and out of all sound except the distant speaking of the voices I sometimes hear a moment before sleep, that I can never remember whether it snowed for six days and six nights when I was twelve or whether it snowed for twelve days and twelve nights when I was six.
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Love to read and reread this fascinating poem, especially with my grandkids.
2) This work of his figures in my every celebration of Christmas, in one way or another, and likely will always do so.5 Stars full for the great poet
Congratulations to the family of the late great poet. It's always been heartbreaking to know of his early demise and destructive relationship with alcohol, a real moth-flame affair. Too sad.
For me this is the best Christmas writing of all which I love every year! Bravo, Dylan Thomas!
I hate to use a comment for a poem to make a point but have no other choice...poemhunter will not let me, they have totally ruined this site with this abhorrent change, it is terrible now, worse than ever!
Gospel poem: THANK GOD FOR CHRISTMAS! denismartindale--co--uk
this poem sucks and we should not be posting about it sugma.I.
I love Thomas' vivid imagery and description, but the oral reading of this piece is too robotic with not enough passion or inflection.
I remember this day when I was a kid when someone will ask me what is Christmas but I wouldn't know how to explain but now I understand better, this is a nice work.
A great poet with a childlike spirit (as this poem shows) , who remained so till he died rather early.
Wonderfully evocative work....with such vivid imagery, Christmas comes alive!
Too young to die. A celebrity doctor from New York with a wrong diagnose! This doctor could become better a baker, rather than a doctor. In medical sections, we deal with human LIVES, only perfect thoughts, not such as thoughts that coukd better cook cakes. If wrongly done, eventhough we can still eat the cake, perhaps we only get pain in the stomach.CONGRATS as the Classic Member Poem Of The Day. R.I.P. dear Dylan!
HOW Dylan Thomas died: Dr Milton Feltenstein, a celebrity doctor, diagnosed Thomas as suffering from delirium tremens, a drinker's desease. Dr Feltenstein injected the poet with three doses of morphine, which the biographers say would have had the effect of further depressing his breathing. After the third dose, Thomas's face turned blue and he got in coma and 4 days later ghe died. A celebrity doctor with the WRONG diagnose!
Thank you Dylan. Nadolig llawen, rydych yn ennill y nefoedd.
Congratulations on the choice of Poem Hunter as The Classic Poem Of The Day!