WORDS OF BEAUTY AND MUSIC – A TASTE OF LOVELY WALES.

GILLIAN CLARKE  –  Born June 8, 1937 in Cardiff, Wales to Welsh speaking Parents she was only taught to speak English, later as an adult she learned Welsh.

2008 to 2016 Clarke was the 3rd National Poet of Wales

2010  She received the Queen’s Gold Medal for Poetry

2011   She became a Member Gorsedd of Bards

2012   She received the Wilfred Own Association Poetry Award

 

OCTOBER

Wind in the poplars and a broken branch,

a dead arm in the light trees.  Five poplars

tremble gradually to gold.  The stone face

of the lion darkness in a sharp shower.

his dreadlocks of lobelia grown long,

tangled, more brown now than blue eyed.

 

My friend dead and the graveyard at Orcop,

her short ride to the hawthorn hedge, lighter

than hare bones or men’s shoulders, our faces

stony, rain, weeping in the air.  The grave

deep as a well takes the earth’s thud, the slow

fall of flowers.

 

Over the page the pen

runs faster than wind’s white steps over grass.

For a while health feels like pain.  Then panic

running the fields, the grass, the racing leaves

ahead of light, holding the robin’s eye

in the laurel, hydrangea’s faded green,

I must write like the wind, year after year

Passing my death day, winning ground.

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DYLAN THOMAS  –  “After 39 years, that is all I’ve done” Dylan Thomas’ final words.

Dylan Marlais Thomas  –  Born October 27, 1914 Uplands, Swansea, Glamorgan Wales.

Died  –  November 9, 1953 aged 39 in New York, United States. Post Mortem stated Pneumonia, brain swelling and fatty liver.  Despite his heavy drinking there were no signs of Cirrhosis.

Resting place  –  Laugharne, Carmarthenshire. Wales.

Married  –  Caitlin Macnamara  1937 – 1953 his death.

Three Children

 

CLOWN IN THE MOON

My tears are like the quiet drift

of petals from some magic rose;

and all my grief flows from the rift

of unremembered skies and snows.

 

I think, that if I touched the earth,

it would crumble;

It is so sad and beautiful,

So tremulously like a dream.

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PHILIP EDWARD THOMAS  –  Known as a War Poet.

The eldest of Six Sons, Born to Welsh Parents.  He would explore Wales.  Although regarded as an English Poet, having just Welsh blood run through his veins he is thought of as a Welsh Poet.

Born  –  March 3, 1878  Lambeth, Surrey.

Died  –   April 9, 1917 aged 39.  Pas-de-Calais, France.  Died in The  Battle of Arras 1917, soon after he arrived in France.

Buried  –  Commonwealth War Graves Cemetery, Agny, France.

Married  –  Helen Berenice Noble.  One Son, Two Daughters.

 

THE CHERRY TREES

The cherry trees bend over and are shredding,

on the old road where all that passed are dead,

their petals, strewing the grass as for a wedding

this early May morn when there is no more to wed.

 

LIKE THE TOUCH OF RAIN

like the touch of rain she was

on a man’s flesh and hair and eyes

when the joy of walking thus

has taken him by surprise

 

With the love of the storm he burns,

he sings, he laughs, well I know how,

but forgets when he returns

as I shall not forget her “Go Now”

 

Those two words shut the door

between me and the blessed rain

that was never shut before

and will not open again.

 

THAW

Over the land half freckled with snow half thawed

The speculating rooks at their nests cawed,

And saw from elm tops, delicate as a flower of grass,

what we below could not see, Winter pass.

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Harry Donald Secombe CBE

Born  –  September 8, 1921  St Thomas, Swansea, Glamorgan, Wales.  Welsh Comedian, Actor, Singer and Goon.

Died  –   April 11, 2001 aged 79 of prostate cancer

Years active  –  1946 – 2001

Married  –  1948 Myra Atherton   –  2 Sons  2 Daughters

Harry Secombe was Lance Bombardier in No.132 Field Regiment  Royal Artillery

 

Harry Secombe played the unforgettable Mr Bumble in the film “Oliver” (1968).  He was not only an Actor, Comedian forever remembered for being part of The Goons, Peter Sellers, Spike Milligan, Michael Bentine amongst others. Harry Secombe  had the most beautiful voice, but then I don’t know many Welsh men that can’t sing so beautifully.

Harry Secombe suffered from Peritonitis in 1980.  He was diagnosed with prostate cancer 1998.  He suffered a stroke in 1997 then a second stroke in 1999.  After he died a Memorial Service to celebrate his life was held at Westminster Abbey on  October 26, 2001.  Most of Britain’s Royal Family were present.   Harry Secombe was one of the most loved entertainers on British Television.

Sir Harry Secombe  CBE   –   On his tombstone the following words can be read;

TO KNOW HIM WAS TO LOVE HIM.

 

 

Two of the nicest Gentlemen that were ever on British Television, the days when Entertainment was entertainment, clean and decent, not like the trash put out now.  Val Doonican and Harry Secombe.

 

Harry Secombe – Where Is Love  – from the film “Oliver”.

 

 

 

I have never said this before, but I can think of just two Men, one of which is Harry Secombe, this is it;

“The World would be a far better place if it were filled with people like dear Harry Secombe”

 

 

 

 

 

Sir Harry Secombe  –  If I Ruled The World

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