"And the lovers lie abed"
"With all their griefs in their arms".
A description painfully perfect, and familiar to many.
A reviewer writes that The Edge of Love "triumphs as a film of great beauty and Britishness". Set during World War II, the somewhat biographical story involves two women who love the poet Dylan Thomas.
The trailer is here.
I haven't seen the film. Those who have say the poet's voice is largely mute, but can be heard at the end, reciting In My Craft or Sullen Art. You can hear him in this video. Close your eyes -
In my craft or sullen art
Exercised in the still night
When only the moon rages
And the lovers lie abed
With all their griefs in their arms,
I labour by singing light
Not for ambition or bread
Or the strut and trade of charms
On the ivory stages
But for the common wages
Of their most secret heart.
Not for the proud man apart
From the raging moon I write
On these spindrift pages
Not for the towering dead
With their nightingales and psalms
But for the lovers, their arms
Round the griefs of the ages,
Who pay no praise or wages
Nor heed my craft or art.
