Under milk wood

 Poem/play about a small Welsh village. Beginning at night, describing the scene, and then the villager's surprising dreams. The action continues until the following evening. Dark thoughts behind the respectability. All sorts of bad behaviour going on. Beautiful imagery in the introduction. Got a bit bored by the end, but impressed. 

Very slow but short book. I'm sure that some would find it methodical but I just found it tedious and strange