DH Lawrence – Robin’s Nest

Sorrow

by David Herbert Lawrence (1885-1930) Why does the thin grey strand Floating up from the forgotten Cigarette between my fingers, Why does it trouble me? Ah, you will understand; When I carried my mothr downstairs, A few times only, at the beginning Of her soft-foot malady. I should find, for a reprimand To my gaiety,Continue reading “Sorrow”

Brother And Sister

by David Herbert Lawrence (1885-1930) The shorn moon trembling indistinct on her path, Frail as a scar upon the pale blue sky, Draws towards the downward slope: some sorrow hath Worn her down to the quick, so she faintly fares Along her foot-searched way without knowing why She creeps persistent down the sky’s long stairs.Continue reading “Brother And Sister”