• The closer I move To death, one man through his sundered hulks, The louder the sun blooms And the tusked, ramshackling sea exults.

    Dylan Thomas: The closer I move
To death, one man through his sundered hulks,
The louder the sun blooms
And the tusked, ramshackling sea exults.
    Dylan Thomas (2003). “Dylan Thomas Selected Poems, 1934-1952”, p.185, New Directions Publishing