Do Not Go Gentle

[Deleted member 14177]

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
....
Dylan Thomas

 

[mesohappy]

Yeah,I like that one..Just watched a youtube video with Tom O'bedlam reading it(like that dudes voice/poetry reading)..It speaks to me and my situation,even though the author wrote it for his dying father...I read it like a voice from beyond speaking to me personally.

 

[Deleted member 14177]

I originally found this poem through the voice-over of Michael Caine during the movie Interstellar. It's one of my most favorite movies. I felt compelled to research some and found it was an old poem written by Dylan Thomas, who wrote it as his father was dying. In turn it became one of my most favorite poems as well.