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When, like a running grave, time tracks you down,
Your calm and cuddled is a scythe of hairs,
Love in her gear is slowly through the house,
Up naked stairs, a turtle in a hearse,
Hauled to the dome,
Comes, like a scissors stalking, tailor age,
Deliver me who, timid in my tribe,
Of love am barer than Cadaver’s trap
Robbed of the foxy tongue, his footed tape
Of the bone inch,
Deliver me, my masters, head and heart,
Heart of Cadaver’s candle waxes thin,
When blood, spade-handed, and the logic time
Drive children up like bruises to the thumb,
From maid and head,
For, Sunday faced, with dusters in my glove,
Chaste and the chaser, man with the cockshut eye,
I, that time’s jacket or the coat of ice
May fail to fasten with a virgin o
In the straight grave,
Stride through Cadaver’s country in my force,
My pickbrain masters morsing on the stone
Despair of blood, faith in the maiden’s slime,
Halt among eunuchs, and the nitric stain
On fork and face.
Time is a foolish fancy, time and fool.
No, no, you lover skull, descending hammer
Descends, my masters, on the entered honour.
You hero skull, Cadaver in the hangar
Tells the stick, ‘fail’.
Joy is no knocking nation, sir and madam,
The cancer’s fusion, or the summer feather
Lit on the cuddled tree, the cross of fever,
Nor city tar and subway bored to foster
Man through macadam.
I damp the waxlights in your tower dome.
Joy is the knock of dust, Cadaver’s shoot
Of bud of Adam through his boxy shift,
Love’s twilit nation and the skull of state,
Sir, is your doom.
Everything ends, the tower ending and,
(Have with the house of wind), the leaning scene,
Ball of the foot depending from the sun,
(Give, summer, over), the cemented skin,
The actions’ end.
All, men my madmen, the unwholesome wind
With whistler’s cough contages, time on track
Shapes in a cinder death; love for his trick,
Happy Cadaver’s hunger as you take
The kissproof world.
Dylan Thomas's "When, like a running grave" stands as one of the most psychologically intense and linguistically dense explorations of mortality in twentieth-century poetry. Written during Thomas's early period, this poem exemplifies the Welsh poet's unique ability to transform personal anxiety about death into a universal meditation on the human condition. Through its labyrinthine imagery, compressed metaphors, and relentless confrontation with mortality, the poem creates a nightmarish landscape where time, death, and desire intersect in ways both terrifying and oddly beautiful.
The poem emerges from the cultural milieu of 1930s Britain, a period marked by economic depression, rising fascism, and an acute awareness of mortality that would soon be validated by World War II. Thomas, writing as a young man in his early twenties, was already preoccupied with themes that would dominate his entire oeuvre: the relationship between life and death, the passage of time, and the tragic beauty of human existence. The poem reflects the broader modernist movement's concern with fragmentation, psychological interiority, and the breakdown of traditional certainties about meaning and mortality.
Thomas's Welsh background significantly informs the poem's texture and concerns. The Celtic tradition's intimate relationship with death, its rich mythological framework, and its linguistic density all find expression in this work. The poem's incantatory quality recalls ancient Welsh bardic traditions, while its surreal imagery reflects the influence of contemporary surrealist movements that were reshaping European art and literature.
The cultural context of the poem also includes the aftermath of World War I, which had fundamentally altered European consciousness about death and meaning. Thomas, though too young to have served in the Great War, inherited its psychological legacy: a generation's worth of trauma, disillusionment, and obsession with mortality that permeated the literary culture of his formative years. The poem's nightmarish quality and its treatment of death as an omnipresent stalker reflect this cultural inheritance of traumatic awareness.
The poem's structure mirrors its thematic preoccupations with time and mortality. Organized into nine stanzas of varying lengths, the work moves with the inexorable progression of time itself, each stanza advancing the speaker's confrontation with mortality while deepening the sense of psychological claustrophobia. The irregular stanza lengths create a sense of formal instability that reinforces the poem's thematic concerns with the unpredictability of death and the collapse of ordered existence.
The opening line, "When, like a running grave, time tracks you down," establishes the poem's central conceit with startling immediacy. The metaphor of time as a "running grave" transforms temporal progression into active pursuit, suggesting that death is not a destination but a hunter. This personification of time as predator creates an atmosphere of paranoid anxiety that permeates the entire work, establishing the psychological framework within which all subsequent imagery operates.
The poem's movement follows a logic of intensification rather than linear narrative progression. Each stanza deepens the speaker's engagement with mortality while introducing new layers of imagery and metaphor. The repetition of "Deliver me" creates a liturgical quality, suggesting both prayer and desperation, while the recurring figure of "Cadaver" becomes a personification of death that haunts the poem's landscape like a malevolent deity.
Central to the poem's impact is its treatment of temporal consciousness as a form of psychological torture. Time becomes not merely the medium through which life unfolds but an active agent of destruction, "tracking" the speaker with predatory intent. This conception of time as antagonist reflects a distinctly modern anxiety about temporality, one that moves beyond traditional memento mori traditions to explore the psychological effects of acute temporal awareness.
The phrase "time's jacket or the coat of ice" presents temporality as both garment and constraint, something that simultaneously defines and confines human existence. The metaphor suggests that time is not external to human experience but rather the very fabric of consciousness itself. The "coat of ice" introduces thermal imagery that recurs throughout the poem, creating associations between temporal passage and the coldness of death.
Thomas's treatment of time also incorporates sexual anxiety, as seen in the line "May fail to fasten with a virgin o." Here, the poet conflates temporal anxiety with sexual inadequacy, suggesting that the fear of death is intimately connected to fears about unfulfilled desire and incomplete experience. This fusion of mortality and sexuality reflects the poet's broader understanding of human experience as fundamentally driven by the tension between creative and destructive forces.
One of the poem's most disturbing and powerful aspects is its consistent conflation of erotic desire with mortality. The image of "Love in her gear is slowly through the house, / Up naked stairs, a turtle in a hearse" presents sexual desire as simultaneously vital and moribund, moving with the slow inevitability of death itself. The juxtaposition of "naked stairs" with "hearse" creates a surreal landscape where domestic intimacy and funeral imagery coexist in unsettling proximity.
The speaker's identification as one "Of love am barer than Cadaver's trap" suggests a condition of erotic deprivation that is worse than death itself. This comparison implies that unfulfilled desire constitutes a form of living death, while actual death becomes a release from the torments of unsatisfied longing. The metaphor of "Cadaver's trap" presents death as both snare and seducer, something that paradoxically offers escape from the very desires that make life meaningful.
The poem's treatment of sexuality extends to its imagery of bodily functions and anatomical details. References to "blood, spade-handed" and "the bone inch" create a visceral physicality that grounds abstract fears about mortality in concrete bodily experience. This technique reflects Thomas's broader poetic strategy of using physical imagery to explore metaphysical concerns, making abstract philosophical problems immediate and urgent through their embodiment in flesh and bone.
Throughout the poem, Thomas creates what might be called a "geography of death" through his recurring personification of mortality as "Cadaver." This figure functions not merely as symbol but as a kind of governing deity over a landscape of decay and dissolution. The phrase "Cadaver's country" suggests that death possesses its own territory, complete with its own laws, customs, and inhabitants.
The imagery of "Cadaver in the hangar" introduces mechanical and military metaphors that reflect the industrial age's transformation of death from natural process to technological event. The hangar, typically associated with aircraft and warfare, becomes a staging area for death's operations, suggesting that mortality in the modern age has become mechanized and systematized rather than organic and inevitable.
The personification of Cadaver reaches its most developed form in the image of "Happy Cadaver's hunger as you take / The kissproof world." Here, death becomes not merely inevitable but actively joyful in its consumption of life. The phrase "kissproof world" suggests a reality that has become immune to love and human connection, transformed into something that resists the very gestures that make life meaningful.
Thomas's distinctive poetic technique reaches full expression in this poem through his use of compressed metaphors and linguistic density that borders on the surreal. Phrases like "scissors stalking, tailor age" create concatenations of imagery that function through association rather than logical progression. The metaphor presents age as both cutting instrument and craftsperson, something that both destroys and shapes human experience.
The poem's language operates through what might be called "metaphorical implosion," where multiple images collapse into single phrases that resonate with multiple meanings simultaneously. The phrase "pickbrain masters morsing on the stone" combines imagery of archaeological excavation, telegraphic communication, and funerary monuments in a single line that defies paraphrase while creating powerful emotional resonance.
This linguistic compression serves the poem's thematic purposes by creating a sense of overwhelming psychological pressure. The reader experiences the same kind of claustrophobic intensity that the speaker feels when confronted with mortality, as meaning becomes dense and difficult to parse, reflecting the incomprehensibility of death itself.
The poem systematically dismantles traditional sources of comfort in the face of mortality. Religious imagery appears throughout the work, but consistently in contexts that emphasize its inadequacy rather than its consoling power. The phrase "Sunday faced, with dusters in my glove" presents religious observance as a kind of domestic cleaning ritual, suggesting that spiritual practice has been reduced to mere maintenance rather than genuine transcendence.
The line "Chaste and the chaser, man with the cockshut eye" introduces hunting imagery that complicates traditional notions of moral purity. The speaker becomes simultaneously prey and predator, pure and corrupt, suggesting that moral categories break down when confronted with the reality of mortality. The "cockshut eye" creates an image of twilight vision that suggests the liminal state between life and death where normal perceptions no longer apply.
The poem's treatment of love as consolation proves equally pessimistic. The declaration that "Joy is no knocking nation, sir and madam" rejects the possibility that happiness or human connection might provide meaningful resistance to mortality. Instead, joy becomes "the knock of dust," suggesting that even pleasure is merely another form of decay and dissolution.
Thomas incorporates urban and industrial imagery that reflects the poem's modern context while extending its themes of alienation and mechanized death. The reference to "city tar and subway bored to foster / Man through macadam" presents urban existence as a kind of underground burial, where human life becomes literally and figuratively subterranean.
The industrial imagery serves multiple functions within the poem's symbolic economy. It grounds abstract fears about mortality in the concrete realities of modern life, while simultaneously suggesting that technological progress has not eliminated death but merely changed its character. The subway system becomes a metaphor for the underground passages that connect life to death, while the "macadam" surface represents the artificial covering that separates human consciousness from awareness of its own mortality.
The poem's urban imagery also reflects the broader modernist concern with alienation and the loss of organic connection to natural processes. The speaker exists in a landscape of "tower dome" and "cemented skin," suggesting that modern life has become architecturally and emotionally hardened against the natural processes of life and death.
The poem engages with fundamental questions about the meaning of existence in the face of inevitable mortality. The line "Time is a foolish fancy, time and fool" suggests a kind of philosophical desperation, an attempt to dismiss temporal reality through verbal sleight of hand. However, the immediate contradiction of this dismissal by the "descending hammer" imagery indicates that such philosophical gestures provide no genuine escape from mortality's reality.
The work's existential implications extend to questions about the relationship between individual consciousness and cosmic processes. The speaker's plea to be delivered "who, timid in my tribe" suggests both social alienation and a kind of species-level anxiety about human mortality. The poem implies that awareness of death is both what separates humans from other forms of life and what makes human existence particularly tortured.
The philosophical framework of the poem also incorporates elements that anticipate existentialist thought, particularly in its emphasis on the absurdity of human existence and the impossibility of finding meaningful consolation for mortality. The poem's conclusion, with its declaration that "Everything ends," presents a vision of universal entropy that offers no comfort through appeal to transcendent meaning or purpose.
The emotional impact of "When, like a running grave" derives from its creation of a sustained atmosphere of psychological pressure and existential anxiety. The poem functions as an extended meditation on panic, exploring the emotional territory that opens when ordinary defenses against mortality consciousness break down. The repetitive structure and obsessive imagery create a sense of being trapped within a psychological state from which no escape seems possible.
The work's emotional power also derives from its ability to make abstract philosophical problems immediate and visceral. Through its dense imagery and physical metaphors, the poem transforms the intellectual problem of mortality into a bodily experience of claustrophobia, pursuit, and decay. The reader experiences not merely thoughts about death but something approaching the psychological sensation of being hunted by mortality itself.
The poem's emotional trajectory moves from initial shock and recognition through various attempts at escape and denial, ultimately arriving at a kind of exhausted acceptance that offers no comfort but at least provides the relief of completed recognition. The final lines, with their repetitive emphasis on ending, create a sense of emotional exhaustion that mirrors the psychological state of someone who has fully confronted their own mortality.
"When, like a running grave" represents Dylan Thomas at his most psychologically penetrating and linguistically inventive. The poem's influence can be traced through subsequent generations of poets who have attempted to match its combination of emotional intensity and metaphorical density. Its treatment of mortality as active pursuit rather than passive fate has become a recurring theme in contemporary poetry, while its linguistic techniques continue to influence poets seeking to create compressed, emotionally powerful verse.
The work also stands as a testament to the possibilities of lyric poetry to engage with fundamental philosophical questions through purely emotional and imaginative means. Rather than arguing about the meaning of mortality, Thomas creates an experiential encounter with death anxiety that proves more powerful than abstract philosophical discourse.
The poem's enduring relevance stems from its unflinching engagement with universal human experience while maintaining the specificity and strangeness that mark genuine artistic achievement. In an age increasingly characterized by anxiety about time, aging, and mortality, Thomas's nightmare vision continues to resonate with readers seeking artistic expression of their deepest fears and most profound questions about the meaning of human existence.
"When, like a running grave" emerges as one of the most psychologically intense and artistically successful confrontations with mortality in modern poetry. Through its dense metaphorical language, surreal imagery, and relentless emotional pressure, the poem creates an experience that transcends mere literary appreciation to become a genuine encounter with the fundamental anxieties that shape human consciousness.
Thomas's achievement lies not in providing answers to questions about mortality but in creating a linguistic and emotional space where such questions can be fully experienced and explored. The poem's nightmare logic and compressed imagery serve not as obstacles to understanding but as necessary elements in creating an artistic equivalent to the psychological experience of confronting one's own mortality.
The work stands as both artistic achievement and philosophical statement, demonstrating poetry's unique capacity to engage with abstract questions through concrete imagery and emotional intensity. In its refusal to offer false comfort or easy resolution, the poem achieves a kind of terrible honesty that validates the reality of human anxiety while transforming that anxiety into something approaching tragic beauty.
Through its combination of linguistic innovation, emotional authenticity, and philosophical depth, "When, like a running grave" secures Dylan Thomas's position as one of the most important voices in twentieth-century poetry while offering contemporary readers a work that continues to speak directly to their deepest concerns about time, mortality, and the meaning of human existence.
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