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[ghazalah]

For Stephen
South Atlantic, 1812

'Forgive me, Jack: sometimes I am compelled to be devious. I do not do it from choice.'

--Desolation Island

O Make Me A MaskO make me a mask and a wall to shut from your spies

Comments

[ann_septimus]

Yay! I was wondering when another of your discovered jewels would adorn my friends' page :-) Happiness.

Others betray the lamenting lies of their losses
By the curve of the nude mouth or the laugh up the sleeve.

This kills me. *crumples up in her chair like an autumn leaf*

Usually I don't like Thomas (too many forced readings of "A Child's Christmas in Wales", which I like... but not enough to have to memorize/recite/have read every year)... but this is gorgeous. Verbosity... *heart*

[ghazalah]

Aw, I was just taking a breather. :-)

Isn't it great? I hadn't seen it before.

Verbosity! :-D Which I tend to dislike, but sometimes it works for me.

[ghazalah]

It's so bitter, self-despising. I wish I'd found a better quote.

[sparowe]

"O make me a mask and a wall to shut from your spies
Of the sharp, enamelled eyes and the spectacled claws"

*nods* Quite.

[ghazalah]

This poem makes me terribly sad about the dear boy. :-(

[esteven]

I will admit that Dylan Thomas is not on of my favourites,but
To shield the glistening brain and blunt the examiners
*thinks of Stephen and nods*
I nvy you for always finding som great poetry

[ghazalah]

It makes me think of how carefully he hides himself from others, even Jack. *sigh* He's like his tortoise friends that way.

[chazzbanner]

Ooohh...what a choice. Wrenching. (That's praise!)

[ghazalah]

It's really harsh. But I suppose not more than he's used to: he's the most effective of his tormentors. :-(

Glad to see you!