David Herbert Lawrence

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

David Herbert Lawrence Poems

121. A Winter's Tale 1/1/2004
122. Beautiful Old Age 1/1/2004
123. Self-Pity 1/1/2004

Comments about David Herbert Lawrence

  • Bijay Kant Dubey (11/15/2018 2:15:00 PM)

    A Georgian, an imagist, Lawrence is a poet of birds, beasts and flowers writing the poetry of the kangaroos, elephants, bats, mosquitoes, snakes, pansies, Bavarian gentians fraught with religious mysticism, launching the ship of death, drifting towards the dark journey of oblivion and a search for the dark gods.

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  • David Wright (5/25/2018 7:11:00 PM)

    I remember when I was at school all those years ago, remembering a poem by this poet called 'Reynards' Last Run' yet its not listed.....

  • Vikash sharma (5/19/2018 11:33:00 PM)

    David herbert lawrence

  • N. P.Hewapathirana (3/24/2018 11:35:00 AM)

    We need D.H. Lawrence poem Bats in details.

  • William A. Slusser (3/5/2018 7:08:00 PM)

    D. H. Lawrence's poem Shadows should be included in your list. Shadows may be found in Harold Bloom's volume The Best Poems of the English Language, pp.797-798. I translated it into Spanish, if you are interested.

  • Ward Kallstrom (12/22/2012 1:56:00 AM)

    This a very limited selection, ignoring much of the better, later, work. Why?

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.

Read the full of Self-Pity

Epilogue

Patience, little Heart.
One day a heavy, June-hot woman
Will enter and shut the door to stay.

And when your stifling heart would summon
Cool, lonely night, her roused breasts will keep the night at bay,
Sitting in your room like two tiger-lilies
Flaming on after sunset,
Destroying the cool, lonely night with the glow of their hot twilight;

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