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“The nearest we approach God ...is as creative beings. The poet, by echoing the primary imagination, recreates. Through his work he forces those who read him to do the same, thus bringing them... nearer to the actual being of God as displayed in action.”

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R.S. Thomas was a Welsh poet renowned for his profound religious and philosophical reflections. His poetry widely explores the meaning of human existence, the relationship between nature and divinity, and the connection between the individual and the universe. His style is unique, with concise and powerful language. more

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“Verse should be as natural As the small tuber that feeds on muck And grows slowly from obtuse soil To the white flower of immortal beauty”

Should Grows Natural White Flower Soil Immortal Verses White Flowers

Author:R. S. Thomas

“Natural, hell! What was it Chaucer Said once about the long toil that goes like blood to the poems making? Leave it to nature and the verse sprawls, Limp as bindweed, if it break at all Life's iron crust Man, you must sweat And rhyme your guts taut, if you'd build Your verse a ladder.”

Ifs Men Long Said Natural Break Hell Blood Guts Iron Sweat Verses Rhyme Toil Ladders Chaucer

Book:Collected Poems: 1945-1990 R.S.Thomas: Collected Poems : R S Thomas

Source: Collected Poems: 1945-1990 R.S.Thomas: Collected Poems : R S Thomas

“Sunlight 's a thing that needs a window Before it enter a dark room. Windows don't happen." So two old poets, Hunched at their beer in the low haze Of an inn parlour, while the talk ran Noisily by them, glib with prose.”

Needs Two Happens Dark Rooms Poet Lows Window Beer Ran Prose Sunlight Inns Haze Dark Room

Author:R. S. Thomas

“They left no books , Memorial to their lonely thought In grey parishes: rather they wrote On men's hearts and in the minds Of young children sublime words Too soon forgotten. God in his time Or out of time will correct this.”

Men Mind Heart Children Book Young Left Lonely Forgotten Sublime Grey Memorial Young Children Parish

Book:Collected Poems: 1945-1990 R.S.Thomas: Collected Poems : R S Thomas

Source: Collected Poems: 1945-1990 R.S.Thomas: Collected Poems : R S Thomas

“I have been all men known to history, Wondering at the world and at time passing; I have seen evil, and the light blessing Innocent love under a spring sky.”

Men World Has Beens Light Evil Known Wonder Sky Blessing Spring Passing Innocent Passings Time Passing Time Passes Innocent Love

Author:R. S. Thomas

“I have been Merlin wandering in the woods Of a far country, where the winds waken Unnatural voices , my mind broken By a sudden acquaintance with man's rage.”

Men Mind Has Beens Country Voice Wind Broken Woods Rage Wander Acquaintance Unnatural

Author:R. S. Thomas

“I have known exile and a wild passion Of longing changing to a cold ache. King, beggar and fool , I have been all by turns, Knowing the body's sweetness, the mind 's treason ; Taliesin still, I show you a new world , risen, Stubborn with beauty , out of the heart 's need .”

World Needs Mind Heart Has Beens Stills Shows Body Turns Passion Known Knowing Fool Cold Kings Longing New World Stubborn Sweetness Ache Exile Beggar Risen Treason Wild Passion

Author:R. S. Thomas

“We live in our own world , A world that is too small For you to stoop and enter Even on hands and knees, The adult subterfuge.”

World Hands Adults Knees Stoops Subterfuge

Book:Collected Poems: 1945-1990 R.S.Thomas: Collected Poems : R S Thomas

Source: Collected Poems: 1945-1990 R.S.Thomas: Collected Poems : R S Thomas

“You cannot find the centre Where we dance , where we play, Where life is still asleep Under the closed flower , Under the smooth shell Of eggs in the cupped nest That mock the faded blue Of your remoter heaven .”

Stills Play Life Is Heaven Flower Blue Eggs Shells Smooth Centre Nests Mock Faded

Book:Collected Poems: 1945-1990 R.S.Thomas: Collected Poems : R S Thomas

Source: Collected Poems: 1945-1990 R.S.Thomas: Collected Poems : R S Thomas

“Even God had a Welsh name : He spoke to him in the old language; He was to have a peculiar care For the Welsh people. History showed us He was too big to be nailed to the wall Of a stone chapel, yet still we crammed him Between the boards of a black book .”

People Stills Book Bigs Care Names Language Black Wall Stones Boards Spokes Peculiar Welsh Chapel Black Books

Author:R. S. Thomas