D.H.Lawrence has no talk to do
But man-woman relationship,
Flesh and blood theme,
Attraction and repulsion met in love,
Love and hate theme.
The novelist has no work to do
But to delve deep into
The pulls and counter-pulls of consciousness,
The dark layers of consciousness,
Life around sex,
Love and beauty.
A writer of the guru-shisya prem,
The teacher-disciple bonding,
He is not a yogi,
But a bhogi
Like Vatsyayana, Freud and Rajneesh,
A husband of his teacher's wife,
immoral and incestuous.
The Oedipus complex
Like The Ghosts of Ibsen,
Not the Electra complex
Like Mourning Becomes Electra of Neil,
He improvises and exploits,
Explores the possibilities with
To write Sons And Lovers.
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