tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6877731088554997649.post7051769548792143736..comments2024-03-22T17:39:44.420-07:00Comments on 37th Dream/ Rumors of Peace at Sunrise Sunrise Sunrise Sunrise Sunrise Sunrise Sunrise: HOLY DARKNESS AND A PAINTING BOOKamhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09212213177713917828noreply@blogger.comBlogger4125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6877731088554997649.post-43124765146995695352008-01-02T21:57:00.000-08:002008-01-02T21:57:00.000-08:00I like the sketches; much more sense of place than...I like the sketches; much more sense of place than photos. And I do believe that's the first Dylan Thomas I've ever read. Seems he was quite good. Thank you.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6877731088554997649.post-70381448407609731412007-12-30T04:33:00.000-08:002007-12-30T04:33:00.000-08:00Yes, absolutely. There was always something childl...Yes, absolutely. There was always something childlike about Dylan himself. Though very much a fallen angel. If you don't know it already, take a look at the superb biography of him by Constantine Fitzgibbon.The Solitary Walkerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11284354541952038339noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6877731088554997649.post-43635791079615522082007-12-27T04:54:00.000-08:002007-12-27T04:54:00.000-08:00solitary walker -- I hadn't read "The Peaches" bef...solitary walker -- I hadn't read "The Peaches" before but found it on the internet. Dylan Thomas certainly has a fine gift of conveying a clear vision of how complex, rich and textured, is the inner life of children.<BR/><BR/>From "Fern Hill,":<BR/><BR/>Time held me green and dying, though I sang in my chains like the sea.<BR/><BR/>Bara brith. That's new for me. Thanks so much!amhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/09212213177713917828noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6877731088554997649.post-76021704303489801572007-12-25T17:02:00.000-08:002007-12-25T17:02:00.000-08:00I love that Dylan Thomas short story. Indeed, all ...I love that Dylan Thomas short story. Indeed, all his stories and many of the poems. Remember "The Peaches"? Thank you for reminding me of it, especially apposite today. Coincidentally, I used to sell his books throughout England & Wales. I remember a grocer's shop in Laugharne (where he lived for a long time and is buried)used to display rare out-of-print Dyan works among the cabbages and canned vegetables... You would find elderly Japanese professors rooting around in there amongst the butter beans and the bara brith...The Solitary Walkerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11284354541952038339noreply@blogger.com