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Today is the centenary of the birth of the poet Dylan Thomas, born October 27, 1914.
It was my thirtieth year to heaven
Woke to my hearing from harbour and neighbour wood
And the mussel pooled and the heron
The morning beckon
With water praying and call of seagull and rook
And the knock of sailing boats on the net webbed wall
Myself to set foot
In the still sleeping town and set forth.
You can read the rest of this poem HERE.