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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=373511" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>From Love's First Fever to Her Plague</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=373511" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">From love's first fever to her plague, from the soft second<br>And to the hollow minute of the womb,<br>From the unfolding to the scissored caul,<br>The time for breast and the green apron age<br>When no mouth stirred about the hanging famine,<br>All world was one, one windy nothing,<br>My world was christened in a stream of milk.<br>And earth and sky were as one airy hill.<br>The sun and mood shed one white light.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=373511" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">From the first print of the unshodden foot, the lifting<br>Hand, the breaking of the hair,<br>From the first scent of the heart, the warning ghost,<br>And to the first dumb wonder at the flesh,<br>The sun was red, the moon was grey,<br>The earth and sky were as two mountains meeting.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=373511" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The body prospered, teeth in the marrowed gums,<br>The growing bones, the rumour of the manseed<br>Within the hallowed gland, blood blessed the heart,<br>And the four winds, that had long blown as one,<br>Shone in my ears the light of sound,<br>Called in my eyes the sound of light.<br>And yellow was the multiplying sand,<br>Each golden grain spat life into its fellow,<br>Green was the singing house.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=373511" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">The plum my mother picked matured slowly,<br>The boy she dropped from darkness at her side<br>Into the sided lap of light grew strong,<br>Was muscled, matted, wise to the crying thigh,<br>And to the voice that, like a voice of hunger,<br>Itched in the noise of wind and sun.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=373511" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">And from the first declension of the flesh<br>I learnt man's tongue, to twist the shapes of thoughts<br>Into the stony idiom of the brain,<br>To shade and knit anew the patch of words<br>Left by the dead who, in their moonless acre,<br>Need no word's warmth.<br>The root of tongues ends in a spentout cancer,<br>That but a name, where maggots have their X.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=373511" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">I learnt the verbs of will, and had my secret;<br>The code of night tapped on my tongue;<br>What had been one was many sounding minded.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><a href="http://www.citatepedia.com/comments.php?id=373511" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none">One wound, one mind, spewed out the matter,<br>One breast gave suck the fever's issue;<br>From the divorcing sky I learnt the double,<br>The two-framed globe that spun into a score;<br>A million minds gave suck to such a bud<br>As forks my eye;<br>Youth did condense; the tears of spring<br>Dissolved in summer and the hundred seasons;<br>One sun, one manna, warmed and fed.</a></div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><a href="http://poems.citatepedia.com/">poem</a> by <strong><a rel="author" href="http://authors.citatepedia.com/by.php?a=Dylan+Thomas">Dylan Thomas</a></strong></div>