Thinking has a quiet skin. But I feel the and of things inside it. Blue hills most gentle in calm light, then stretches of assail And ransack. Such tangles of charred wreckage, shrapnel-bits Singling and singeing where they fall. I feel the stumbling gait of what I am, The quiet uproar of undone, how to be hidden is a tempting, violent thing– Each thought breaking always in another. All the unlawful elsewheres rushing in. Laure Sheck
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In this quote, Dylan Thomas is explaining the difference between being conscious and being conscious. Being conscious means being aware of your surroundings. “Blue hills most gentle in calm light, then stretches of assailAnd ransack.” “Such tangles of charred wreckage, shrapnel-bits Singling and singeing where they fall.” The word “unlawful” means that these actions should not be done. “Each thought breaking always in another.” Thomas is saying that each time we think or do something it should be thought through and checked for right and wrong before we do it.

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