Allston 'Rock City' Art Tour

Bye, Bye, Baby! I sold this work at the Allston 'Art City' Rock Tour this Saturday, but everything else is still available..

a finished thought.

do not got gentle into that good night,

old age should burn and rage at close of day;

Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,

Because their words had forked no lightning they

do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright

their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,

rage, rage against the dying light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,

and learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,

Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight

blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,

rage, rage, against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,

curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray.

do not go gentle into that good night.

rage, rage against the dying of the light.

-dylan thomas

Strong as a nine pound hammer.