In My Craft or Sullen Art

Dylan Thomas writes in his poem “In my craft or sullen art” why many poets truly write passionately. If I could then my own dream would be to write for a living or to teach writing to others. For now, I spend my spare time scribbling on WordPress, or writing in my many journals offline. Writing is the one activity that has helped to keep me grounded during difficult times or major times of transition like the one that I am currently going through as I adjust to motherhood.

In My Craft or Sullen Art

In my craft or sullen art
Exercised in the still night
When only the moon rages
And the lovers lie abed
With all their griefs in their arms
I labour by singing light
Not for ambition or bread
Or the strut and trade of charms
On the ivory stages
But for the common wages
Of their most secret heart. 

Not for the proud man apart
From the raging moon I write
On these spindrift pages
Nor for the towering dead
With their nightingales and psalms
But for the lovers, their arms
Round the griefs of the ages,
Who pay no praise or wages
Nor heed my craft or art 

by Dylan Thomas



7 thoughts on “In My Craft or Sullen Art

      1. Is the world really dying or just changing? You have got an interesting perspective though. If we are flung to a distant galaxy what will it matter what we write if no one is around to read or understand it? 🙂

      2. I’m going to be the optimist about our planet just to be contrary. LOL I do agree with you though that we must write for those who will read it. It is an interesting idea though does something have meaning if there is no one to interpret it.

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