The Moor by RS Thomas

RS Thomas


Poem: The Moor

Poet: RS Thomas

Date of Birth and Death: 29 March 1913 – 25 September 2000

Nationality: Welsh

Brief Biography: R. S. Thomas was a Welsh poet and Anglican priest who was noted for his nationalism, spirituality and deep dislike of the Anglicisation of Wales. Thomas is now considered to be one of the most important poets of the post-war era.

It was like a church to me.
I entered it on soft foot,
Breath held like a cap in the hand
It was quiet.
What God was there made himself felt,
Not listened to, in clean colours
That brought a moistening of the eye,
In movement of the wind over grass.

There were no prayers said. But stillness
Of the heart’s passions – that was praise
Enough, and the mind’s cession
Of its kingdom. I walked on,
Simple and poor, while the air crumbled
And broke on the generously as bread.


RS Thomas


Most of RS Thomas’ poems evoke strong feelings in me but this one is the biz, it captures that wonder of nature’s glory I get every time I cross the border into Wales and hit the mountains.


About Jez Farmer

I am a freelance writer and poet and started writing after raising my two boys as a way of discovering just who Jez is. That is still very much an on-going project but the journey so far has introduced me to many wonderful friends and fellow writers through an ever growing love of poetry.
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