Lift up your face

Dylan Thomas

1914 to 1953

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Out of unsleeping cogitations,
Comfort come through the devil's clouds,
Consoling for night by day
Lift up the blinds over the blind eyes.
If only with sunlight.
Of men and creatures horribly
Content shall come after a twisted night
Lift up your head, let
Therefore lift up, see, stroke the light.
Must come content.
Is with the corpse of peace,
Staring at stone walls.
Lift up your face, light
The nightmare's mist
Let comfort come slowly, lift
The only visitor,
In the unsleeping mummery
Making fresh what was stale
Suspended from the devil's precipice,
That chases the ghosts of the trees
And the ghosts of the brain,
(Notes not in sympathy, discord, unease),
Its honeyed cheek, soft-talking mouth,
Up your hand to stroke the light,
Breaking, stare at the sky
When the skeleton of war