Almanac Poetry: ‘Do not go gentle into that good night’ – for Deano and Max

This is one of the  great poems from Dylan Thomas. It is a fitting tribute to two of our favourites who left us last week, Dean Jones and Max Merritt.

 

 


Do not go gentle into that good night

Dylan Thomas – (1914-1953)

 

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.

 

 

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Comments

  1. Much has been written, and rightly so, about Deano on these pages in recent days.

    But respect, too, for Max Merritt, the Kiwi musician we would happily claim as one of our own. ‘Slipping Away’, ‘Western Union Man’ et al… Fondly remembered from my formative years.

  2. Yes, IJH, vale Max Merritt

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