David Herbert Lawrence
Born in September 11, 1885 / Died in March 2, 1930 / United Kingdom / English
Poems by David Herbert Lawrence
Perfidy
... Listening for the sound of her feet across the floor, ...
Malade
... Lies on the dust, watching where is nothing to see but twilight and walls ...
Week-Night Service
... Smiling, perhaps, if we knew it, at the bells loud clattering disgrace ...
A Youth Mowing
... and wipes His scythe-blade bright, unhooks The scythe-stone and over the stubble to me ...
Almond Blossom
... full, wide-rayed, honey-bodied,Red at the core,Red at the core,Knotted in heaven upon the fine light ...
The Blue Jay
... nd bobbing his thick dark crest about the snow, as if darkly saying:I ignore those folk who look out ...
Cruelty and Love / Love on the Farm
... 58And caresses my mouth with his fingers, which still smell grim1 ...
Dark Satanic Mills
... as exploded the heartand out of the lips of people jerk strange mechanical noises in place of speech ...
Figs
... ow, the secretBecomes an affirmation through moist, scarlet lipsThat laugh at the Lord's indignation ...
Good Husbands Make Unhappy Wives
... a wife with a good husbandis much more devastatingthan the unhappiness of a wife with a bad husband ...
The Grudge of the Old
... we are going to stay on and on and on and on and onand make the young look after ustill they are old ...
Man and Bat
... o, seeing me here on this terrace writing:There he sits, the long loud one!But I am greater than he ...
The Mosquito
... he infinitesimal faint smear of you!Queer, what a dim dark smudge you have disappeared into!Siracusa ...
People
... -flux of faces that hieThem endlessly, endlessly byWithout meaning or reason why They ever should be ...
Red Geranium and Godly Mignonette
... messoh, for some other beauty, some other beautythat blossomed at last, red geranium, and mignonette ...
