I lie in the lean hours awake listening to the swell born somewhere in the Atlantic rising and falling, rising and falling wave on wave on the long shore by the village that is without light and companionless. And the thought comes of that other being who is awake, too, letting our prayers break on him, not like this for a few hours, but for days, years, for eternity .
"The Other" in The Echoes Return Slow (1988)
You have to imagine a waiting that is not impatient because it is timeless .R. S. Thomas
I'm obviously not orthodox, I don't know how many real poets have ever been orthodox.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."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 .R. S. Thomas
The deep spaces between stars , Fathomless as the cold shadow His mind cast.R. S. Thomas
Art is recuperation from time. I lie back convalescing upon the prospect of a harvest already at hand.R. S. Thomas
I had looked forward to old age as a time of quietness, a time to draw my horizons about me, to watch memories ripening in the sunlight of a walled garden. But there is the void over my head and the distance within that the tireless signals come from. And astronaut on impossible journeys to the far side of the self I return with messages I cannot decipher.R. S. Thomas
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