Monday, March 05, 2007

Under Milk Wood anniversary today

On this day in 1954, Under Milk Wood -- A Play for Voices by Dylan Thomas was published in England just 4 months after the poet's death in New York. Today in Literature has more, including the derivation of the name of the play's imaginary Welsh village of Llareggub.

You can read the text of the play and listen to streaming audio of the 1963 BBC performance recording at The Life and Work of Dylan Thomas. Click here.
Listen. It is night moving in the streets, the processional salt slow musical wind in Coronation Street and Cockle Row, it is the grass growing on Llareggub Hill, dew fall, star fall, the sleep of birds in Milk Wood.

Listen. It is night in the chill, squat chapel, hymning, in bonnet and brooch and bombazine black, butterfly choker and bootlace bow, coughing like nannygoats, sucking mintoes, fortywinking hallelujah; night in the four-ale, quiet as a domino; in Ocky Milkman's loft like a mouse with gloves; in Dai Bread's bakery flying like black flour. It is tonight in Donkey Street, trotting silent, with seaweed on its hooves, along the cockled cobbles, past curtained fernpot, text and trinket, harmonium, holy dresser, watercolours done by hand, china dog and rosy tin teacaddy. It is night neddying among the snuggeries of babies.

Look. It is night, dumbly, royally winding through the Coronation cherry trees; going through the graveyard of Bethesda with winds gloved and folded, and dew doffed; tumbling by the Sailors Arms.

Time passes. Listen. Time passes.
Indeed it does. Had he lived, Dylan Thomas would turn 93 this year.


Blue Wren said...

Oh my. Thank you for that.

Melanie said...

That must be one of the best literature sites on the Web. I just spent two hours listening to Under Milk Wood from beginning to end. Fantastic! Thanks for this link.