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Apr. 4th, 2003 12:40 am![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Watched "Truly, Madly, Deeply" last night and cried my eyes out. Silly really.
Fell in love with
And Death Shall Have No Dominion
by Dylan Thomas
And death shall have no dominion.
Death men naked they shall be one
With the man in the wind and the west moon;
When their bones are picked clean and the clean bones gone,
They shall have stars ast elbow and foot;
Though they go mad they shall be sane,
Though they sink through the sean they shall rise again;
Though lovers be lost love shall not;
And death shall have no dominion.
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I'm such a sucker for poetry. When I'm in Glasgow, I will search every book shop I'll find for Scottish poetry. The last time I was in London I just found one anthology, which I adore, but I'm being greedy.
I'm listening to a stack of CDs I got, and *whee* new music!
Strange as it may seem, I once had my football dreams
But I was always the last one, the last to get chosen
When my classmates picked their teams.
I guess that was the way it stayed in every game I played
Life just tripped me and clattered and kicked me
Till you picked me from the parade
Now I feel like I've won the cup every time that we make love
Forty-five minutes each way, at halftime I hear a brass band play
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Oh much do I adore Billy Bragg? A lot.
Fell in love with
by Dylan Thomas
And death shall have no dominion.
Death men naked they shall be one
With the man in the wind and the west moon;
When their bones are picked clean and the clean bones gone,
They shall have stars ast elbow and foot;
Though they go mad they shall be sane,
Though they sink through the sean they shall rise again;
Though lovers be lost love shall not;
And death shall have no dominion.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
I'm such a sucker for poetry. When I'm in Glasgow, I will search every book shop I'll find for Scottish poetry. The last time I was in London I just found one anthology, which I adore, but I'm being greedy.
I'm listening to a stack of CDs I got, and *whee* new music!
Strange as it may seem, I once had my football dreams
But I was always the last one, the last to get chosen
When my classmates picked their teams.
I guess that was the way it stayed in every game I played
Life just tripped me and clattered and kicked me
Till you picked me from the parade
Now I feel like I've won the cup every time that we make love
Forty-five minutes each way, at halftime I hear a brass band play
_________________________________
Oh much do I adore Billy Bragg? A lot.