
Tomasz Rut
• Love can appear anywhere, so unexpected, against all odds.
• The English writer Dylan Thomas gave us great jewels in the form of poetry, written timeless calm us in sleepless nights and at times melancholy. • Call the last
wicked writer, Dylan Thomas was short-lived and full of stumbling, alcohol ended prematurely with him and with the hope of many fans who heard his singular voice reciting poems over the radio.
• This poem that I show you today is a treasure, a jewel laden immortal of love as I am particularly excited me to the limit.
• I hope you like dear friends.
David Knight
John Atkinson Grimshaw
Tomasz Rut
LOVE IN THE HOSPICE
l
A strange has been to share my room in this house that's wrong head
a crazy girl like birds
l
lock the door at night with their arms, their feathers. Upwind in the revolt
bed freaks piercing the clouds of heaven-proof house
l
to hallucinate through its paces in this room nightmare
free as dead or ride the ocean imaginary flag of men. L
has come
possessed amazing that supports the light through the bouncing wall, possessed by the heavens
l
she sleeps in the narrow channel, to walk up raves
dust
comfortable on the tables of the asylum thinned by my tears. L
And taken by light of his arms, finally, my God, I can finally
I really support the first vision that ignites the stars.
or
• Dylan Thomas (1914-1953) Version
or Elizabeth Azcona Cranwell
Patrick J.
Reynolds
Michael Hutter
Tomasz Rut
Fernand-Khnopff
John Atkinson Grimshaw
• Love can appear anywhere, so unexpected, against all odds.
• The English writer Dylan Thomas gave us great jewels in the form of poetry, written timeless calm us in sleepless nights and at times melancholy. • Call the last
wicked writer, Dylan Thomas was short-lived and full of stumbling, alcohol ended prematurely with him and with the hope of many fans who heard his singular voice reciting poems over the radio.
• This poem that I show you today is a treasure, a jewel laden immortal of love as I am particularly excited me to the limit.
• I hope you like dear friends.

David Knight

John Atkinson Grimshaw

Tomasz Rut
LOVE IN THE HOSPICE
l
A strange has been to share my room in this house that's wrong head
a crazy girl like birds
l
lock the door at night with their arms, their feathers. Upwind in the revolt
bed freaks piercing the clouds of heaven-proof house
l
to hallucinate through its paces in this room nightmare
free as dead or ride the ocean imaginary flag of men. L
has come
possessed amazing that supports the light through the bouncing wall, possessed by the heavens
l
she sleeps in the narrow channel, to walk up raves
dust
comfortable on the tables of the asylum thinned by my tears. L
And taken by light of his arms, finally, my God, I can finally
I really support the first vision that ignites the stars.
or
• Dylan Thomas (1914-1953) Version
or Elizabeth Azcona Cranwell

Reynolds

Michael Hutter

Tomasz Rut


John Atkinson Grimshaw
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