“I have been Merlin wandering in the woods
Of a far country, where the winds waken
Unnatural voices, my mind broken
By a sudden acquaintance with man’s rage.”

—  R.S. Thomas

"Taliesin 1952"
Song at the Year's Turning (1955)

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Welsh poet 1913–2000

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