Not From This Anger Poem by Dylan Thomas
Not From This Anger
Not from this anger, anticlimax after
Refusal struck her loin and the lame flower
Bent like a beast to lap the singular floods
In a land strapped by hunger
Shall she receive a bellyful of weeds
And bear those tendril hands I touch across
The agonized, two seas.
Behind my head a square of sky sags over
The circular smile tossed from lover to lover
And the golden ball spins out of the skies;
Not from this anger after
Refusal struck like a bell under water
Shall her smile breed that mouth, behind the mirror,
That burns along my eyes.
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A bell under water does not produce any sound. This poem is very beautiful.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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1/26/2025 5:24:04 PM # 1.0.0
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