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The Refusal To Mourn The Death, By Fire, Of A Child In London - Dylan Thomas
Never until the mankind making
Bird beast and flower
Fathering and all humbling darkness
Tells with silence the last light breaking
And the still hour
Is come of the sea tumbling in harness
And I must enter again the round
Zion of the water bead
And the synagogue of the ear of corn
Shall I let pray the shadow of a sound
Or sow my salt seed
In the least valley of sackcloth to mourn
The majesty and burning of the child's death
I shall not murder
The mankind of her going with a grave truth
Nor blaspheme down the stations of the breath
With any further
Elegy of innocence and youth
Deep with the first dead lies London's daughter
Robed in the long friends
The grains beyond age the dark veins of her mother
Secret by the unmourning water
Of the riding Thames
After the first death there is no other
