A favourite Dylan Thomas poem
‘The force that through the green fuse drives the flower Drives my green age; that blasts the roots of trees Is my destroyer. And I am dumb to tell the crooked rose My youth is bent by the same wintry …
‘The force that through the green fuse drives the flower Drives my green age; that blasts the roots of trees Is my destroyer. And I am dumb to tell the crooked rose My youth is bent by the same wintry …
On Monday 2 October, we were delighted to be invited to London as a shortlisted museum in the annual Family Friendly Museum Awards! After a very engaging passionate speech from TV presenter and writer Philip Mould, who was thrilled with …
Part 2 We left part one of this ‘Quite Early One Morning’ post relishing Dylan’s comic observations about New Quay and its slowly stirring townsfolk. After a while the broadcast adopts a wistful, world-weary tone, and we hear about the …
Part 1 I recently discovered Dylan’s broadcast ‘Quite Early One Morning’ (1945), first recorded on 14 December 1944 and broadcast by the Home Service on 31 August 1945. As I listened I could hear, in its opening, its setting, and in …
Remember that time when people wrote each other letters and put them in the post? Me neither. But people DID! And Dylan Thomas…wow, he really did. I’m sat here looking at 1062 pages of letters. (Ok, some of that is …