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    R. S. Thomas - The View From The Window


    by poetictouch

    R. S. Thomas reads his poem The View From The Window

    The View From The Window
    by R. S. Thomas (1913-2000)

    Like a painting it is set before one,
    But less brittle, ageless; these colours
    Are renewed daily with variations
    Of light and distance that no painter
    Achieves or suggests. Then there is movement,
    Change, as slowly the cloud bruises
    Are healed by sunlight, or snow caps
    A black mood; but gold at evening
    To cheer the heart. All through history
    The great brush has not rested,
    Nor the paint dried; yet what eye,
    Looking coolly, or, as we now,
    through the tears' lenses, ever saw
    This work and it was not finished?