Dylan Thomas

(27 October 1914 – 9 November 1953 / Swansea / Wales)

Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night - Poem by Dylan Thomas

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
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Form: Villanelle


Comments about Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night by Dylan Thomas

  • Dylan Thomas (9/14/2016 8:52:00 AM)


    I went blind while writing this poem. You punks are stealing from me. I will find you and I will kill you. Do you know who I am? I'm Dylan Thomas. I'm the guy who's going to burn your house down. Sleep well tonight. Remember God is watching. (Report) Reply

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  • Dylan Thomas (9/14/2016 8:44:00 AM)


    Booooooooooooooo I'm a vegan, equalist, and love Starbucks, this quote was sexual harassment. I'm triggered. I'll have you know that I graduated top of my class in the U.S Navy Seals, with over 300 confirmed kills. Btw I'm twelve and didn't even ask my parents permission to be on this site. TUMBLR! ! ! (Report) Reply

    Dylan Thomas (9/14/2016 8:45:00 AM)

    Get the hell off this site.

  • Mizzy ........ Mizzy ........ (9/3/2016 4:33:00 PM)


    Powerful poem..... Inspirational! (Report) Reply

  • Fathima Usman Fathima Usman (7/26/2016 6:43:00 AM)


    Inspiring lines for those who are on the verge of giving up. Movie or not, we all drift away sometimes. This brings us back. (Report) Reply

  • Ash Sri (7/14/2016 6:59:00 AM)


    Such a nice poem. Truly admirable. (Report) Reply

  • Linda Collins Linda Collins (6/12/2016 12:02:00 AM)


    .....do not go gentle into that good night.....? This is a quote; give credit where is due. (Report) Reply

  • David Christopher Lacey David Christopher Lacey (5/16/2016 1:53:00 PM)


    A fantastic poem. I am ashamed to admit I did not know such a well known line was from a work of Dylan Thomas. (Report) Reply

    Markus Zielinski Markus Zielinski (5/20/2016 3:54:00 AM)

    You don´t have to be ashamed. I first heared it in the movie interstellar: D

  • Glenn Frederick Baker (5/5/2016 12:40:00 PM)


    The curious phrase ' because their words had forked no lightening' what does this mean my guess is they were disappointed with the effect of their wisdom. How did wild men grieve the sun? Perhaps he is just using poetic
    license. (Report) Reply

    Guy Wilkes (7/17/2016 10:01:00 AM)

    I think of it as when wise men reach the end of their time, and realize that their words hadn't had the impact they were hoping to leave behind, they fight to the end to leave a legacy,

    Dianna Bruner (6/18/2016 10:47:00 PM)

    Men (people) know when death is near and normally accept that fact. He's referring to their powerless ability to stop it, even if they were famous and lived by their words.

    In The second sentence, he's still referring to great men (people) , who've made a difference in this life, shouldn't give up, because there is so much more for them to do.

    Dianna Bruner (6/18/2016 10:40:00 PM)

    Men (people) know that death is coming and normally accept that fact. He's referring to their long and productive lives and now that age is upon them, they're powerless to stop death. Regardless if words were their greatest weapon in life.

    People who've made a difference in life, should remain strong and encourages them to continue on. There is so much more for them to do.

  • Edward Kofi Louis Edward Kofi Louis (3/25/2016 7:54:00 AM)


    Against the dying of the light! Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

    Dylan Thomas (9/14/2016 8:47:00 AM)

    I have cancer.

  • Moira Cameron Moira Cameron (3/9/2016 4:09:00 PM)


    The repetitive nature of this poetic form increases its power! Beautifully done. (Report) Reply

  • Palitha Ranatunge (3/7/2016 1:55:00 AM)


    How nicely done. The best example of a villanelle poem (Report) Reply

  • Lucas Pearce (2/22/2016 8:34:00 PM)


    Beautifully written, a powerful read (Report) Reply

  • Kathleen Bagwell (2/16/2016 9:58:00 PM)


    Perhaps it sings that faraway song of the end of creation, the darkness forever and the moment of light. Light is our intellect, souls, birth, and the inner scream we pronounce with utter torment at the ultimate end. (Report) Reply

  • Evelyn Danis (2/12/2016 10:33:00 AM)


    This poem is... touching. A bit strange the first read, but it's nice how a son cares for his dying father. (Report) Reply

  • Ch'erie De Perrot (1/31/2016 5:22:00 PM)


    One Truly has to watch a loved one in their final hour-mins to understand the intensity of the Writers desperation, as his beloved Father is drifting away! !
    Those of us who have, will know the feelings and emotions invoked, the selfishness our minds implore, as we cry out, to God or just scream in our minds..NO NO NO Please..Fight, Stay, please please dont go..
    If it were ourselves, and we could write our feelings before we passed, this poem would read completely the opposite for those who WISH to quietly and peacefully slip away!
    If you have ever seen someone who Does NOT go gentle, into that Goodnight, it is a shocking and pitiful sight, as mankind starts his final deathroll as it is known, as he Struggles against the inevitable..
    To NOT go gentle into that Goodnight, is to leave with torment upon our brow, anguish on our countenance, therefore Mr Dylan Thomas, who was at the time emotional as are all Poets, if he looked upon his Fathers Death mask, I hope he saw that his father, IGNORED his plea's. Thomas in his own way is warning us!
    Let them go Gentle into that Goodnight, it is the most loving gift you can give, help them to go gentle into that goodnight! ! ! ! ! ! (Report) Reply

    John Smith (4/29/2016 2:39:00 PM)

    Jesus Christ you're pretentious

  • Rubab Atwal (1/23/2016 11:32:00 PM)


    It's such a beautiful poem! ! It's like one of those poems that you read over and over again and every single time it inspires you! (Report) Reply

  • Steven Glowacki (1/2/2016 6:13:00 PM)


    Dylan Thomas was writing a poem about humanities right to leave a morsel of your existence on this life plain, and not to go without having done something useful with your existence. Do something with your life, don't waste it. (Report) Reply

  • Chetan Pandey Chetan Pandey (12/16/2015 8:38:00 PM)


    This is one of my favorite poem.... The way how the poet tries to embed the feeling of resisting death till the last movement by using perfect imagery is appreciable (Report) Reply

  • Cam Seymour (10/3/2015 6:56:00 AM)


    Molly Dorhn, this poem is not 'about' anything. That is up to each reader. For me, it is about the value of life, each and every life. No matter who you are or what you choose to do with it, life is the ultimate treasure - a true gift. But specifically, as is revealed in the final stanza, the speaker is trying to inspire his father to fight for life, to at least show that he wants to hold on to life - his dearest possession. It seems to be spoken by a son for whom his father's passing is a very painful reality to be faced with. Despite the pain it will cause him to witness his father fighting for life (the curse) , the son needs to see that struggle, for it proves to him that his father, like the everyone, is subjected to death, and resisted it to the end - fought it off to grasp every possible minute in which to be with his son (hence the fight, or fierce tears being, simultaneously, a blessing for the son) . But that's just my reading. (Report) Reply

    Leticia Cortez Leticia Cortez (1/20/2016 12:36:00 PM)

    It changed my life by bringing someone into my life who actually knew about poetry & knew this poem was by Dylan. Now,21 years later it´s over (the relation) and it´s time to revisit the poem, my life, feelings & love for that someone. But I still love this poem & will for the rest of my life.

    Tom Hinton (10/9/2015 2:56:00 PM)

    I can't help feeling that the poet is reflecting on his own mortality. We transfer our own emotions onto others. This was written as Thomas discovered that his father was losing his sight. Realising that he had so much to say and achieve in life himself and seeing a father he loved in the last stages of life, fear for his own mortality. We seldom have just one emotion or feeling, and I have no doubt he loved his father.

  • Molly Dorhn Molly Dorhn (10/2/2015 2:48:00 PM)


    This poem is about standing up for yourself. It's about doing your own thing, and not following everyone else. Dylan Thomas is encouraging us all to be unique, and take a stand. (Report) Reply










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