

Once, (nearly once upon a time), I lived not far from Cwmdonkin Park . The view of Swansea Bay from up there was uplifting me direct into the blue of my dreams, not the blue of the sky, as it often rained quite a lot there, but even in rain, snow, haze and fog , up Sketty road, and in Cwmdonkin Park , I was carried into another dimension. At that time I did not have any of these expensive gadgets like a camera, a portable phone, or a computer, nothing , just my eyes to retain as much as I could of these beauties around me. Every week-end even in deep winter I coud not help going down at low tide to cross the bay. I was fascinated by this landscape from up there. I had to walk the bay to feel what it was like at sea-level.
I was working in a girls' grammar school, discovered that the girls and teachers were Welsh speakers, chorus singers and harpists! And that poetry was alive, they even had university poetry competitions and I did make a trip to the Welsh university poetry festival, Eisteddfod in Bangor, with a brilliant young poet who ended second in this competition! And I met Dylan Thomas, in my imagination, here, reading his poems while walking through this park not far from my digs. Today I can listen to this fantastic youtube. Sad poem where a poor hunchback is no more valuable than a dog, except that he is unchained. Misery of human fate . The voice is monocord , so in tune with what is implied in this description, so much in contrast with the spendour of the view from up there and the park.
This evening, Oct the 24th 2011, I found that the link I had is no more available here. I have found another one from Internet radio. I do hope it will be possible to hear Dylan Thomas readind this poem. I do have an old vynil I bought in Swansea with his poem,s read by him, but I cannot transfer this record on a cd. That is why I am very grateful to this LINK
from Internet Radio Harper Audio. Hopeit will last as it is for the sake of art and not business, here. The poem, so moving is the last one. It is amazing to hear his voice and intonation on his own verses.
Yvette, you are a genious. Came back yesterday from Berlin and am catching up only now your blogs. What a beautiful poem ; when the poet started to recite with that beautiful deep voice, I was shettered and moved to tears.And the description of your sojourn at Swansea Bay was so poetic and romantic, but oh so realistic. I could see the scenery before my eyes.In one word, fantastic!
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