“Fern Hill” is one of Dylan Thomas’s most highly regarded poems. The poem is a paean to a green, lush summer and will resonate with anyone who can recall the summers of their youth: the smell of sweet mown hay, the whir of busy insects, the languor of long, sunny days. I’ve reproduced just the second stanza here, because it fits Foxhunting Life’s profile!
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