David Herbert Lawrence

[D.H. Lawrence] (11 September 1885 – 2 March 1930 / Nottinghamshire / England)

David Herbert Lawrence Poems

1. Sickness 4/25/2015
2. Autumn Sunshine 5/6/2015
3. Turkey-Cock 5/21/2015
4. Humming-Bird 5/21/2015
5. The Mosquito 7/21/2015
6. The English are So Nice! 7/28/2015
7. Nostalgia 7/28/2015
8. New Year's Night 12/10/2015
9. The White Horse 1/8/2016
10. Hibiscus And Salvia Flowers 4/5/2016
11. Eagle in New Mexico 8/29/2016
12. The American eagle 8/29/2016
13. Malade 1/1/2004
14. Lotus Hurt By The Cold 1/1/2004
15. Study 1/1/2004
16. Tortoise Family Connections 7/8/2009
17. Giorno Dei Morti 1/1/2004
18. New Year's Eve 1/1/2004
19. In A Boat 1/1/2004
20. Perfidy 1/1/2004
21. Liaison 1/1/2004
22. Restlessness 1/1/2004
23. Troth With The Dead 1/1/2004
24. Grey Evening 1/1/2004
25. Mystery 1/1/2004
26. How Beastly The Bourgeois Is 7/8/2009
27. Tortoise Shell 7/8/2009
28. The Gods! The Gods! 7/8/2009
29. The Inheritance 1/1/2004
30. The Prophet 1/1/2004
31. Mating 1/1/2004
32. Excursion 1/1/2004
33. The Punisher 1/1/2004
34. Listening 1/1/2004
35. Submergence 1/1/2004
36. The Hands Of The Betrothed 1/1/2004
37. The Revolutionary 1/1/2004
38. Dissolute 1/1/2004
39. In Trouble And Shame 7/8/2009
40. Nothing To Save 7/8/2009
Best Poem of David Herbert Lawrence

Self-Pity

I never saw a wild thing
sorry for itself.
A small bird will drop frozen dead from a bough
without ever having felt sorry for itself.

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Eagle in New Mexico

Towards the sun, towards the south-west
A scorched breast.
A scorched breast, breasting the sun like an answer,
Like a retort.
An eagle at the top of a low cedar-bush
On the sage-ash desert
Reflecting the scorch of the sun from his breast ;
Eagle, with the sickle dripping darkly above.

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