The force that through the green fuse drives the flowerDrives my green age; that blasts the roots of trees
Is my destroyer.
And I am dumb to tell the crooked rose
My youth is bent by the same wintry fever.
- Dylan Thomas, The Force That Through the Green Fuse Drives the Flower
One of my assemblages , inspired by the poem, which seems related to the season.


10 comments:
Susan, Very cool, I can feel the motion in this, the life force, both the giver and destroyer.
wow, that is VERY nice to look at! I would definitely want that on my wall.
ahhh... that reminds me... send me your post addy, I have a package for you, and it isnt a coconut.
Nicely done and very cool!
BTW, is the coast now clear?
Cheers!
your assemblages are marvels of delight!
fabulous as all you present here!
Before reading the poem, I looked at your assemblage and thought, "That horsie must have done something very, very bad to deserve such punishment."
Then I read the poem and realized he had gotten old and deserved grating.
hee.
it's still winter here! My mom asid it was 80 in NC on Monday. it was snowing here when she told me that!
whoa! dig it!
Very nice collage. THis is one of THomas' best poems
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