from ~ A Child's Christmas in Wales

We just listened to a recording of Dylan Thomas reading his classic Christmas prose on Christmas day --- a tradition we began a couple years ago. If you've never heard it, or read it, give yourself a treat. It is rich with luscious literary device and visual language so vivid the images leap off the page.

One Christmas was so much like another, in those years around the sea-town corner now and out of all sound except the distant speaking of the voices I sometimes hear a moment before sleep, that I can never remember whether it snowed for six days and six nights when I was twelve or whether it snowed for twelve days and twelve nights when I was six...
~Dylan Thomas