In a Boat, by D. H. Lawrence
SEE the stars, love,
In the water much clearer and brighter
Than those above us, and whiter,...
Poems by D. H. Lawrence
The Hands of the Betrothed, by D. H. Lawrence
HER tawny eyes are onyx of thoughtlessness,
Hardened they are like gems in ancient modesty;
Y...
Grey Evening, by D. H. Lawrence
WHEN you went, how was it you carried with you
My missal book of fine, flamboyant hours?
My b...
Gloire de Dijon, by D. H. Lawrence
When she rises in the morning
I linger to watch her;
She spreads the bath-cloth underneath the...
Gipsy, by D. H. Lawrence
I, the man with the red scarf,
Will give thee what I have, this last week's earnings.
Take t...
From a College Window, by D. H. Lawrence
THE glimmer of the limes, sun-heavy, sleeping,
Goes trembling past me up the College wall.
B...
Flat Suburbs, S.W., In the Morning, by D. H. Lawrence
THE new red houses spring like plants
In level rows
Of reddish herbage that bristles and slants...
Apprehension, by D. H. Lawrence
AND all hours long, the town
Roars like a beast in a cave
That is wounded there
And like to d...
A Baby Asleep After Pain, by D. H. Lawrence
As a drenched, drowned bee
Hangs numb and heavy from a bending flower,
So clings to me
My ba...
A Baby Running Barefoot, by D. H. Lawrence
WHEN the bare feet of the baby beat across the grass
The little white feet nod like white flower...
After Many Days, by D. H. Lawrence
I WONDER if with you, as it is with me,
If under your slipping words, that easily flow
About...
The Appeal, by D. H. Lawrence
You, Helen, who see the stars
As mistletoe berries burning in a black tree,
You surely, see...
At the Window, by D. H. Lawrence
THE pine-trees bend to listen to the autumn wind as it mutters
Something which sets the black po...
Aware, by D. H. Lawrence
Slowly the moon is rising out of the ruddy haze,
Divesting herself of her golden shift, and so...
Ballad of Another Ophelia, by D. H. Lawrence
OH the green glimmer of apples in the orchard,
Lamps in a wash of rain!
Oh the wet walk of my ...