Light breaks where no sun shines
Dylan Thomas
1914 to 1953
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Reconstruct the poem by dragging each line into its correct position. Your goal is to reassemble the original poem as accurately as possible. As you move the lines, you'll see whether your arrangement is correct, helping you explore the poem's flow and meaning. You can also print out the jumbled poem to cut up and reassemble in the classroom. Either way, take your time, enjoy the process, and discover how the poet's words come together to create something truly beautiful.
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Nor fenced, nor staked, the gushers of the sky
Dawn breaks behind the eyes;
Slides like a sea;
Where no wax is, the candle shows its hairs.
Light breaks where no sun shines;
File through the flesh where no flesh decks the bones.
And, broken ghosts with glow-worms in their heads,
Like some pitch moon, the limit of the globes;
The things of light
Above the waste allotments the dawn halts.
The winter's robes;
Light breaks on secret lots,
The fruit of man unwrinkles in the stars,
Divining in a smile the oil of tears.
And blood jumps in the sun;
Warms youth and seed and burns the seeds of age;
Where no sea runs, the waters of the heart
The secret of the soil grows through the eye,
Where no cold is, the skinning gales unpin
On tips of thought where thoughts smell in the rain;
Push in their tides;
Day lights the bone;
From poles of skull and toe the windy blood
Bright as a fig;
Spout to the rod
Where no seed stirs,
Night in the sockets rounds,
A candle in the thighs
The film of spring is hanging from the lids.
When logics die,