I’m the Coordinator of International Dylan Thomas Day. I’m also a poet, a writer, a journalist, a creative writing tutor, a rambler, a grumbler, a drinker of wine, a fan of karaoke, and a baker of various cakes which I invariably end up eating most of myself. These are all things I love doing. It’s [...]
Who is Dylan Thomas to you? Is he a rebel? A ‘one-off' that sticks two fingers up to authority and does things his own way. Is he the doomed poet? The wild-eyed and troubled bard knocking back shot after shot of whisky and intent on self-destruction? It's possible that you may recall him [...]
“It’s a great responsibility to represent in one image the vision held by many”: The creative process behind the Dylan Thomas coin. Guest blog by Lee Jones.
Dear Dylan, I'm writing in the hope that you're listening from a realm where we will exist after our earthly light is snuffed out. A place that is green with no need to rage. In one respect you do, your work and biography ripples through time ebbing and flowing. Academics, schoolkids, the bloke down the [...]
I’ve just returned home from a snowy school run; a steaming mug of strong tea by my side and I’m wearing my comfy tartan pyjamas (why not? No-one can see me after all!). I relax my shoulders and breathe, “Aaaaahhh.” And now, I’m ready to start work on this week’s blog. I would love to [...]
Christmas: When Dad showed goodwill towards children. Aeronwy Thomas remembers how the Thomas family celebrated the festive season.
As I was digging through my dad’s bookshelves (I often take a peek when I visit and ‘borrow’ a volume or two), which are overloaded with books by and about Dylan Thomas I came across a thin pink book, it’s more a pamphlet actually, called Christmas and Other Memories by Aeronwy Thomas. It’s an absolutely [...]
In recognition of the London screening of 'Love Somehow', a film about the relationship between Dylan and Caitlin Thomas, I have decided to write a blog about my grandmother. It's slightly different (hopefully not too cheesy!) as I've expressed my thoughts and feelings through a letter to her. I always called her Nonna (Nanny in [...]
Land of my fathers? My fathers can keep it! : The complicated relationship between Dylan Thomas and Wales
Last week our family was joined at Westminster Abbey by the Dylan Thomas Society to lay a wreath on my grandfather’s plaque and to mark sixty-three years since his death. Seeing him in Poet’s Corner surrounded by the likes of Lord Byron, George Eliot, DH Lawrence and Henry James reminds me of his high status [...]
“A Welsh mam, a Caedmon recording and a red Dansette record player”: How my passion for poetry began. Guest blog by Josh Brown
Who was Dylan Thomas? Augustus John’s tousled angelic Fitzrovian? The Brown’s Hotel boozer, drinking at a book signing, staring back in the White Horse, almost lost!? At the BBC relaxed before the enormous microphone, ultimate performer of his own genius? Dissolutely sailing out from the Chelsea, a rock star poet seduced by the love America [...]
“I’ve had eighteen straight whiskies – I think that’s a record!” said Dylan Thomas to his young and attractive lover Liz Reitell just before collapsing into a fatal coma following a mammoth drinking session in his favourite New York bar. Sounds good doesn’t it? Just the way the first rock and roll poet should go. [...]