For the Lovers

In My Craft or Sullen Art

by Dylan Thomas

Moonlit Cove
In my craft or sullen art
Exercised in the still night
When only the moon rages

A Knight and his Lady

And the lovers lie abed

The Kiss

With all their griefs in their arms,

Monsigneur Love
I labour by singing light
not for amibition or bread

Night and Her Child Asleep
Or the strut and trade of charms
On the ivory stages
But for the common wages
Of their most secret heart.

Love Among the Ruins
Not for the proud man apart
From the raging moon I write
On these spendthrift pages

Paolo and Francesca
Nor for the towering dead
With their nightingales and psalms

The Death of Tristram
But for the lovers, their arms

The Fisherman and the Siren

Round the griefs of the ages,

Spleen and Ideal

Who pay no praise or wages

I am born of a thousand storms, and grey with rushing rains
Nor heed my craft or art.

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5/2/2008 8:35:40 AM aradasky_ojxtq This is wonderful! Those lovers who only see themselves. Shame! I will give it a try, maybe later today? Arlene
5/2/2008 10:03:39 AM Sadira I love this poem, this poet would ponder single words that he incorporated in his work-sometimes for days. This rhyme scheme of this piece is very unique as well abcde bd ecca abcde ecca. I guess his devotion to his poetry was what he meant by "craft". If I remember correctly this poem is about why poets write poetry. If it be for themselves, the viewers, or to get some kind of fame. Also, that the poet cannot control what his or her poem will mean to each individual reader. But it still has some deep meaning to each of them even if its totally different.
5/2/2008 6:56:11 PM Marmalade Yes, Thomas is describing why he writes. He doesn't write for money, or fame. Nor does he write to impress scholars or to emulate poets of the past. Rather, he writes for the lovers and the "common wages of their most secret heart" Love, desire, loss, grief, joy--these are the common wages. It is enough to honor passion--the passion of lovers, the passion of writing. No other payment or recognition matters.
2/7/2010 3:54:08 AM Awake Lovely ... inspiring ...
1/20/2011 7:32:36 AM markrebeiro_abuqp Fleeting glimpses of my past come to mind...such gentle words