And Death Shall Have No Dominion
by: Dylan Thomas |
Copyright law was designed to be a temporary monopoly on ideas granted to artists because we felt it would encourage them to enrich our lives with their creations.
This page used to have a very nice poem. However, we just received the email reproduced below from the agents of the estate of Dylan Thomas. It seems that the poem is still in copyright, and they would prefer that it remain a salable commodity item, instead of becoming part of our culture. Sometime in the middle of the century, if Dylan Thomas is still relevant to your life, you can make "And Death Shall Have No Dominion" part of it.
If however, you think that copyright law has been hijacked by dirt bag lawyers and no longer serves the public interest, you might throw a few dollars at the EFF and let them know that you support their efforts to bring it back under control. But frankly, the lawyers of the copyright barons are much better funded, and will probably just keep turning the screws until "intellectual property" monopolies last forever, and your kids just assume that ideas have always been owned.
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January 31, 2007
To the Web Manager,
I am writing to inform you that you have posted material on your
website which is protected under copyright. New Directions Publishing Corp.,
who controls, by contract, the copyright in question, requests that you
remove all material from your website which belongs to the following works:
THE POEMS OF DYLAN THOMAS by Dylan Thomas, copyright ©1943 by New Directions
Publishing Corp
A CHILD'S CHRISTMAS IN WALES by Dylan Thomas, copyright ©1954 by New
Directions Publishing Corp
And may be found at the following URL:
http://www.internal.org/list_poems.phtml?authorID=6
We imagine you were not aware of this violation of copyright,
and expect that you will comply with our request quickly and voluntarily. I
will be checking back within two weeks time to see that these changes have
been made.
I am copying the agent for the work, and New Directions’ lawyer,
for their information.
Sincerely,
Neil Otte, New Directions Publishing
CC: AGENT:
Harold Ober Associates, Inc.
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And death shall have no dominion.
Dead men naked they shall be one
With the man in the wind and the west moon;
When their bones are picked clean and the clean bones gone,
They shall have stars at elbow and foot;
Though they go mad they shall be sane,
Though they sink through the sea they shall rise again;
Though lovers be lost love shall not;
And death shall have no dominion.
And death shall have no dominion.
Under the windings of the sea
They lying long shall not die windily;
Twisting on racks when sinews give way,
Strapped to a wheel, yet they shall not break;
Faith in their hands shall snap in two,
And the unicorn evils run them through;
Split all ends up they shan't crack;
And death shall have no dominion.
And death shall have no dominion.
No more may gulls cry at their ears
Or waves break loud on the seashores;
Where blew a flower may a flower no more
Lift its head to the blows of the rain;
Though they be mad and dead as nails,
Heads of the characters hammer through daisies;
Break in the sun till the sun breaks down,
And death shall have no dominion.
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