Reflections: A January Poem

January 28 / 16 For this month’s reflection, I’ve decided on a poem by Dylan Thomas. Hope you enjoy reading it…enjoy your the rest of your Thursday, be blessed!   JANUARY 1939 – by Dylan Thomas Because the pleasure-bird whistles after the hot wires, Shall the blind horse sing sweeter? Convenient bird and beast lie lodged to suffer The supper and knives of a mood. In the sniffed and poured snow on the tip of the tongue of the year That clouts the spittle like bubbles with broken rooms, An enamoured man alone by the twigs of his eyes, two … Continue reading Reflections: A January Poem