Good news!To know" your"poets AND Poems.Why quarrel? Dylan Thomas wrote:"OUT OF A WAR OF WITS ": "Out of a war of wits,when folly of words Was the world's to me,and syllables Fell hard as whips on an old wound, My brain came crying into the fresh light, Called for confessor but there was none To purge after the wits' fight, And I was struck dumb by the sun. Praise that my body be whole,I'have limbs, Not stumps ,after the hour of battle, For the body's brittle and the skin's white. Praise that only the wits are hurt after the wit's fight............................. ............... It is good to step onto the earth,alone, And be struck dumb,if only for a time." No need of comment,such a splendid poem.
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