Ronald Stuart Thomas

(1913 - 2000 / Cardiff / Wales)

Ronald Stuart Thomas Poems

1. A Marriage 2/3/2015
2. The Dance 12/25/2014
3. Thirteen Blackbirds Looking At A Man 1/3/2003
4. The Woman 1/13/2003
5. The Old Language 1/3/2003
6. The Village 1/13/2003
7. The Dark Well 1/3/2003
8. Sorry 1/13/2003
9. The Ancients Of The World 1/3/2003
10. Album 1/13/2003
11. Taliesin 1/3/2003
12. Welsh History 1/3/2003
13. Poetry For Supper 1/13/2003
14. The Way Of It 1/3/2003
15. Evans 1/13/2003
16. Good 1/3/2003
17. An Old Man 1/13/2003
18. Welsh Landscape 1/13/2003
19. Night And Morning 1/3/2003
20. A Welshman To Any Tourist 1/3/2003
21. Praise 1/3/2003
22. Ruins 1/3/2003
23. Chapel Deacon 1/13/2003
24. On The Farm 1/13/2003
25. A Welsh Testament 1/13/2003
26. A Peasant 1/13/2003
27. The Cat And The Sea 1/3/2003
28. Here 1/3/2003
29. Pisces 1/3/2003
30. A Blackbird Singing 1/13/2003
31. Death Of A Poet 1/13/2003
32. Ninetieth Birthday 1/13/2003
33. Children's Song 1/13/2003
34. A Day In Autumn 3/21/2004
Best Poem of Ronald Stuart Thomas

A Day In Autumn

It will not always be like this,
The air windless, a few last
Leaves adding their decoration
To the trees’ shoulders, braiding the cuffs
Of the boughs with gold; a bird preening

In the lawn’s mirror. Having looked up
From the day’s chores, pause a minute,
Let the mind take its photograph
Of the bright scene, something to wear
Against the heart in the long cold.

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A Welsh Testament

All right, I was Welsh. Does it matter?
I spoke a tongue that was passed on
To me in the place I happened to be,
A place huddled between grey walls
Of cloud for at least half the year.
My word for heaven was not yours.
The word for hell had a sharp edge
Put on it by the hand of the wind
Honing, honing with a shrill sound

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