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Long Was My Day (Villanelle) Dylan Thomas Tribute


Long was my day, Now, Oh how I long for my night
My youth now burned as I raved in my yesterday
Rest, sweet rest, comes in embracing the fade of light

Though young men lack wisdom to know its right
Aged men even with no lightning forked words say
Long was my day, Now, Oh how I long for my night

Men of good, wave after way, continue their fight
Yet, danced deeds brings frailty from holding dark at bay
Rest, sweet rest, comes in embracing the fade of light

In singing and catching the sun we use all our might
Though we grieved, we learned, and knew to play
Long was my day, Now, Oh how I long for my night

Men who’ve lived need not be grave at its sight
Old blind eyes who’ve seen, regret and fear not this day
Rest, sweet rest, comes in embracing the fade of light

And you my son, here with me, in this final plight
I bless you with no curse or tears but hear me as I pray
Long was my day, Now, Oh how I long for my night
Rest, sweet rest, comes in embracing the fade of light

Joey Jones 2013

Written as a tribute to Dylan Thomas’s
Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night
A father’s answer.




Here are the two together was written to be read together.

Do Not Go Gentle Into That Good Night
(Long Was My Day) (Villanelle Conversation)

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.
(Long was my day, Now, Oh how I long for my night
My youth now burned as I raved in my yesterday
Rest, sweet rest, comes in embracing the fade of light)

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.
(Though young men lack wisdom to know its right
Aged men even with no lightning forked words say
Long was my day, Now, Oh how I long for my night)

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
(Men of good, wave after way, continue their fight
Yet, danced deeds brings frailty from holding dark at bay
Rest, sweet rest, comes in embracing the fade of light)

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.
(In singing and catching the sun we use all our might
Though we grieved, we learned, and knew to play
Long was my day, Now, Oh how I long for my night)

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
(Men who’ve lived need not be grave at its sight
Old blind eyes who’ve seen, regret and fear not this day
Rest, sweet rest, comes in embracing the fade of light)

And you, my father, there on that sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
(And you my son, here with me, in this final plight
I bless you with no curse nor tears but hear me as I pray
Long was my day, Now, Oh how I long for my night
Rest, sweet rest, comes in embracing the fade of light)

Dylan Thomas
(Joey Jones)

Submitted: Monday, June 03, 2013
Edited: Friday, August 02, 2013

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Dylan Thomas is a huge inspiration for me. Do not go gentle into that good night has always been one of my favored poems. This was written as a tribute to him and his phenomenal poem.

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