Thanks for the compliments on my Dylanelle.
Robert,
In My Craft Or Sullen Art was one of my favourites long before I realised there was anything syllabic about it.
I’ve just revisited that BBC page I linked to above, to find the text of that poem to paste here, but I’m afraid I got sidetracked by the tempting link on the left, Random Poem Generator. It’s not as good as my Sonnet Generator, but amusing enough. I’ll be back with
In My Craft... unless someone beats me to it, but here’s the random “Dylan Thomas poem” I generated:
I spoke impatiently
By the statues of the truant boy
Sleeping star-struck on the lightgrey bones
On thoughts of street
Where kings lie lazily
And all the greenleaved nannygoats burn and rage
[This message has been edited by Henry Quince (edited June 12, 2004).]