About fifteen years ago someone (a boyfriend maybe? I can’t remember. See, I’m getting old!) gifted me with something I coveted: the recordings of Dylan Thomas reading his work on cassette tape. If you have never heard these recordings, you are truly missing out as this man was not only a genius but he was clearly a performer as well. His voice is rich and rolling, filled with love for the words. But then somehow, sometimes, I lost the tapes and the voice was gone.

Until now.

I spent a good deal of yesterday on this gorgeous site The Life and Work of Dylan Thomas, which contains, among other things, poetry and prose by Dylan Thomas, read (in most cases) by Dylan Thomas. What an unexpected delight.

And so now I encourage you–go, visit, listen, and read. And listen. Listen.