Shut, too, in a tower of words, I mark
On the horizon walking like the trees 
The wordy shapes of women, and the rows
Of the star-gestured children in the park.
Some let me make you of the vowelled beeches,
Some of the oaken voices, from the roots
Of many a thorny shire tell you notes,
Some let me make you of the water's speeches. - Dylan Thomas, “Especially When the October Wind” - 1934
  • strangebirdsShut, too, in a tower of words, I mark
    On the horizon walking like the trees
    The wordy shapes of women, and the rows
    Of the star-gestured children in the park.
    Some let me make you of the vowelled beeches,
    Some of the oaken voices, from the roots
    Of many a thorny shire tell you notes,
    Some let me make you of the water's speeches. - Dylan Thomas, “Especially When the October Wind” - 1934

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