Dylan Thomas - If My Head Hurt A Hair's Foot

bone. If the unpricked ball of my breath Bump on a spout let the bubbles jump out. Sooner drop with the worm of the ropes round my throat Than bully ill love in the clouted scene. 'All game phrases fit your ring of a cockfight: I'll comb the snared woods with a glove on a lamp, Peck, sprint, dance on fountains and duck time Before I rush in a crouch the ghost with a hammer, air, Strike light, and bloody a loud room. 'If my bunched, monkey coming is cruel Rage me back to the making house. ...
Author: poetictouch; Tags: Dylan Thomas Poem If My Head Hurt Hair's Foot Wales Welsh British English Poetry Literature Poetictouch







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