This is my second time reading "Do not go gentle into that good night". The first time was in my creative writing class during the poetry unit just this last Winter Semester. I like reading the poem, and I have listened to it on audio.
The chorus of the poet is "Do not go gentle into that good night," and "Rage, rage against the dying of the light." These two lines are repeated, interchangeably throughout the poem.
The way this poem is written is A B A, until the final stanza, which is A B A A. And notice how the end of each A rhymes with each other, and likewise for the end of every B. And this the most colorful post that I've done yet.
This poem was written as an elegy. It's about a man who's writing in lamentation over his dying father. Thomas' father had served in the British Army.
A Do not go gentle into that good night,
B Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
A Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
A Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
B Because their words had forked no lightning they
A Do not go gentle into that good night.
A Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
B Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
A Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
A Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
B And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
A Do not go gentle into that good night.
A Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
B Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,
A Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
A And you, my father, there on the sad height,
B Curse, bless me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
A Do not go gentle into that good night.
A Rage, rage against the dying of the light.
Since Dylan's father had served in the army, "the last way by" might have reference to a group of soldiers going off to fight.
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