Light breaks where no sun shines

Dylan Thomas

 
Light breaks where no sun shines;
Where no sea runs, the waters of the heart
Push in their tides;
And, broken ghosts with glow-worms in their heads,
The things of light
File through the flesh where no flesh decks the bones.
A candle in the thighs
Warms youth and seed and burns the seeds of age;
Where no seed stirs,
The fruit of man unwrinkles in the stars,
Bright as a fig;
Where no wax is, the candle shows its hairs.
Dawn breaks behind the eyes;
From poles of skull and toe the windy blood
Slides like a sea;
Nor fenced, nor staked, the gushers of the sky
Spout to the rod
Divining in a smile the oil of tears.
Night in the sockets rounds,
Like some pitch moon, the limit of the globes;
Day lights the bone;
Where no cold is, the skinning gales unpin
The winter's robes;
The film of spring is hanging from the lids.
Light breaks on secret lots,
On tips of thought where thoughts smell in the rain;
When logics dies,
The secret of the soil grows through the eye,
And blood jumps in the sun;
Above the waste allotments the dawn halts.
 
From The Poems of Dylan Thomas, published by New Directions. Copyright © 1952, 1953 Dylan Thomas. Copyright © 1937, 1945, 1955, 1962, 1966, 1967 the Trustees for the Copyrights of Dylan Thomas. Copyright © 1938, 1939, 1943, 1946, 1971 New Directions Publishing Corp. Used with permission.

Poems by This Author

A Refusal to Mourn the Death, by Fire, of a Child in London by Dylan Thomas
Never until the mankind making
And death shall have no dominion by Dylan Thomas
And death shall have no dominion
Do not go gentle into that good night by Dylan Thomas
Do not go gentle into that good night,
Fern Hill by Dylan Thomas
Now as I was young and easy under the apple boughs
I see the boys of summer by Dylan Thomas
I see the boys of summer in their ruin
My hero bares his nerves by Dylan Thomas
My hero bares his nerves along my wrist
Our eunuch dreams by Dylan Thomas
Our eunuch dreams, all seedless in the light
Poem [Your breath was shed] by Dylan Thomas
Your breath was shed
The force that through the green fuse drives the flower by Dylan Thomas
The force that through the green fuse drives the flower


Further Reading

Poems About Chanukah
Meditations on the Fall and Winter Holidays
by Charles Reznikoff
Notes on the Spring Holidays, III, [Hanukkah]
by Charles Reznikoff
The Coming of Light
by Mark Strand
The Feast of Lights
by Emma Lazarus