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5.4.11

go brave into the night












from the bourne bridge
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lurking somewhere behind this title is the following poem by Dylan Thomas .............


Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave 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.







7 comments:

  1. i love your photographs. the colours are just so bold and vivid! I'm following your blog.

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  2. Un appaluso, grande scatto

    Ciao Robert

    Luca

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  3. thank you jelly beans. best regards, robert

    tante grazie Luca. ciao, robert

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  4. which is better? Your picture or the poem? I can't say, they are a living whole. Thank you Robert for sharing both of them.Ciao, Adele

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  5. Dylan Thomas gets my vote. There's almost none as powerful as him ! But thanks for even considering the question Adele....you made my week !! :-)) take care, robert

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  6. Meravigliosa luce e colori. Bravo. Buona domenica Cri : )

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