While going through some stuff last night I cam across this. It is a favourite of mine and I thought I’d share:
Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night
Do not go gentle into that good night
Old age should burn and rave at the close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Though wise men at their end know dark is right
Because their words 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 it’s 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
This was the first poem Dylan Thomas published, when he was only 18, a moving plea to his dying father.
Oh, and as and addendum to my last post It All Started With Tom Cruise, today Leisel Jones (Australian swimmer) is copping it from the media with suggestions that she is out of shape and does she really deserve her place in the Olympics. Of course it was accompanied by some very unflattering photos. Once again, the suggestion was that she is “past it”.
Well she QUALIFIED didn’t she? This is her 5th Olympics. A pretty awesome achievement wouldn’t you say. And they don’t put you in the team for the “warm and fuzzies”. They want you to win! Maybe she should take up knitting too 😉
V ❤
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- “Do not go Gentle into that Good Night” (aveteranrunnah.com)
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