Distribution Automatique

Friday, June 17

"In this sullen craft or art/ excercised while the moon rages"

is a paraphrase of a line from Dylan Thomas

Jonathan Mayhew, bold blogger of Bemsha Swing {click here} has once again aroused my "anecdotage."

In My Craft or Sullen Art

In my craft or sullen art
Exercised in the still night
When only the moon rages
And the lovers lie abed
With all their griefs in their arms,
I labour by singing light
Not for ambition or bread
Or the strut and trade of charms
On the ivory stages
But for the common wages
Of their most secret heart.

Not for the proud man apart
From the raging moon I write
On these spindrift pages
Nor for the towering dead
With their nightingales and psalms
But for the lovers, their arms
Round the griefs of the ages,
Who pay no praise or wages
Nor heed my craft or art
  -  Dylan Thomas

Gary Sullivan (Elsewhere} {click here}

responds to the poetry book meme,
passes the baton to Nada who passes
it to Alli Warren (who has recently
published a new chapbook)
Yahoo's blog poets {click here}
Name Your Mood And I'll Build It For You
by Neon on
As-Is {click here}