excerpt-Notes on the Art of Poetry by Dylan Thomas

I could never have dreamt that there were such goings-on
in the world between the covers of books
such sandstorms and ice blasts of words
such staggering peace such enormous laughter
such and so many blinding bright lights
splashing all over the pages
in a million bits and pieces
all of which were words words words
and each of which were alive forever
in its own delight and glory & oddity & light

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