Graham’s Story: ‘Fern Hill’ Tuesday, 9 February 2010Posted by edincityoflit in Stories.
Tags: Dylan Thomas
I have always been a Dylan Thomas fan, and ‘Fern Hill’ stands out for me as poem to keep in mind.
Dylan Thomas was a master of rhythm and turn of phrase, who as a wonderful impressionist, also catches mood and light, just like the best painters. His passion is always evident. His voice is sheer music.
I love the evocation of youthful energy, carefree play, a countryside rich in harvest. We could do with daily doses of happiness in a world that doesn’t have enough.
from Fern Hill
Now as I was young and easy under the apple boughs
About the lilting house and happy as the grass was green,
The night above the dingle starry,
Time let me hail and climb
Golden in the heydays of his eyes