Poems by D. H. Lawrence

THE sick grapes on the chair by the bed lie prone; at the window
The tassel of the blind swings ...

MANY roses in the wind
Are tapping at the window-sash.
A hawk is in the sky; his wings
Slowly ...

I LISTEN to the stillness of you,
My dear, among it all;
I feel your silence touch my words ...

I Ah, you stack of white lilies, all white and gold,
A am adrift as a sunbeam, and without ...

A BIG bud of moon hangs out of the twilight,
Star-spiders spinning their thread
Hang high susp...

How many times, like lotus lilies risen
Upon the surface of a river, there
Have risen floatin...

And who has seen the moon, who has not seen
Her rise from out the chamber of the deep,
Flushe...

Now I am all
One bowl of kisses,
Such as the tall
Slim votaresses
Of Egypt filled
For a God...

OUT of the darkness, fretted sometimes in its sleeping,
Jets of sparks in fountains of blue co...

How have I wandered here to this vaulted room
In the house of life?--the floor was ruffled with ...

The stars that open and shut
Fall on my shallow breast
Like stars on a pool. The soft w...

High and smaller goes the moon, she is small and very far from me,
Wistful and candid, watchi...

A WIND comes from the north
Blowing little flocks of birds
Like spray across the town,
And a ...

I felt the lurch and halt of her heart
Next my breast, where my own heart was beating;
And I ...

HOLLOW rang the house when I knocked on the door,
And I lingered on the threshold with my hand
...