Shall gods be said to thump the clouds

In this poem, Dylan Thomas dramatises the rainy stormy weather that so often sweeps across his native Wales (and of course the whole of Britain). Such weather is so intense that it must indeed be the work of the gods, according to Thomas’s lines here. Or is he mocking the natural human tendency to ascribe supernatural causes to natural phenomena? Either way, this poem immerses us in the experience of a wet and windy day in Wales.


Shall gods be said to thump the clouds
When clouds are cursed by thunder,
Be said to weep when weather howls?
Shall rainbows be their tunics’ colour?

When it is rain where are the gods?
Shall it be said they sprinkle water
From garden cans, or free the floods?

Shall it be said that, venuswise,
An old god’s dugs are pressed and pricked,
The wet night scolds me like a nurse?

It shall be said that gods are stone.
Shall a dropped stone drum on he the ground,
Flung gravel chime? Let the stones speak
With tongues that talk all tongues.

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Hold me back, before I jump on the next plane to Aberystwyth….

The Poetry Dude


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