Poem in October

Dylan_ThomasPoem in October

By Dylan Thomas

It was my thirtieth year to heaven

Woke to my hearing from harbour and neighbour wood   

And the mussel pooled and the heron

Priested shore

The morning beckon

With water praying and call of seagull and rook

And the knock of sailing boats on the net webbed wall   

Myself to set foot

That second

In the still sleeping town and set forth.

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