DT poem inspired, "Do not go gentle into that good night.... " glass cab pendant necklace

DT poem inspired, "Do not go gentle into that good night.... " glass cab pendant necklace

Antique Silver color
$18.95
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DT poem inspired, "Do not go gentle into that good night.... " glass cab pendant necklace

DT poem inspired, "Do not go gentle into that good night.... " glass cab pendant necklace

$18.95
Metal color

This unique pendant features a 30mm glass dome cabochon that gently magnifies the image beneath, giving it depth and clarity. The main style is shown in antique silver color, paired with a 24-inch matching rolo chain and secure lobster clasp. Alloy metal. Watermark will Not be on image or pendant. Listing is for 1 pendant necklace.

Each pendant is handmade with care, so slight variations or tiny air bubbles may occur—adding to its one-of-a-kind charm.

🔹 Details

  • Says "Do not go gentle into that good night. Rage rage against the dying of the light"
  • Chain length: 24 in (rolo link with lobster clasp)

  • Includes a sheer organza gift bag (colors may vary)

  • Shipped securely in a bubble mailer

 Notes:

  • Fan-inspired design, not official merchandise

  • Not waterproof

  • Colors may vary slightly depending on your screen


* Make sure select which metal bezel/chain color you'd like - Antique Silver color, Black color, Brass color, or Copper color. 


Perfect as a gift or a special keepsake, this pendant combines timeless style with personal artistry. Customs Gallifreyan messages available on another listing. Message me anytime!
Handmade by K Blue Art Designs 💙 Copyright 2025

 

 

Entire poem by Dylan Thomas

 

Do not go gentle into that good night,
Old age should burn and rave at close of day;
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Though wise men at their end know dark is right,
Because their words had forked no lightning they
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Good men, the last wave by, crying how bright
Their frail deeds might have danced in a green bay,
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

Wild men who caught and sang the sun in flight,
And learn, too late, they grieved it on its way,
Do not go gentle into that good night.

Grave men, near death, who see with blinding sight
Blind eyes could blaze like meteors and be gay,   
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

And you, my father, there on the sad height,
Curse, bless, me now with your fierce tears, I pray.
Do not go gentle into that good night.
Rage, rage against the dying of the light.

 

 

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