Any thoughts on “In my craft or sullen art” by Dylan Thomas?

here’s a copy of it. 🙂
mmm.. ive got some thoughts but i dont know.. Im not sure if I interpreted it right.
Any ideas? Theyd be very much appreciated. 🙂 Thanks!
In my craft or sullen art
by: Dylan Thomas

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.

1 thought on “Any thoughts on “In my craft or sullen art” by Dylan Thomas?

  1. He is talking about poetry (I labour by singing light). Poetry is music – light music, so light it is soundless, but to say it is soundless is wrong because poetry is full of sound and it’s silent music almost – y’ know what I mean?

    So, he’s saying he doesn’t do it for pride or for ambition or to get by but does it for love, basically.

    It’s really very beautiful and I wish I could get to a place where I don’t do poetry for ambition and all that, but just for love. I’m a poetess – poet-e-s-s – my picture’s all wrong!

    Anyway, that piece is just beautiful, just beautiful.

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