Who is D. H. Lawrence

David Herbert Lawrence (11 September 1885 – 2 March 1930) was an English writer and poet. His collected works represent, among other things, an extended reflection upon the dehumanising effects of modernity and industrialisation. Some of the issues Lawrence explores are sexuality, emotional health, vitality, spontaneity, and instinct.

Lawrence's opinions earned him many enemies and he endured official persecution, censorship, and misrepresentation of his creative work throughout the second half of his life, much of which he spent in a voluntary exile he called his "savage pilgrimage". At the time of his death, his public reputation was that of a pornographer who had wasted his considerable talents. E. M. Forster, in an obituary notice, challenged this widely held...
Read Full Biography

D. H. Lawrence Poems

  • Winter In The Boulevard
    The frost has settled down upon the trees
    And ruthlessly strangled off the fantasies
    Of leaves that have gone unnoticed, swept like old
    Romantic stories now no more to be told....
  • Whales Weep Not!
    They say the sea is cold, but the sea contains
    the hottest blood of all, and the wildest, the most urgent.

    All the whales in the wider deeps, hot are they, as they urge...
  • Week-night Service
    The five old bells
    Are hurrying and eagerly calling,
    Imploring, protesting
    They know, but clamorously falling...
  • Virgin Youth
    Now and again
    All my body springs alive,
    And the life that is polarised in my eyes,
    That quivers between my eyes and mouth,...
  • Under The Oak
    You, if you were sensible,
    When I tell you the stars flash signals, each one dreadful,
    You would not turn and answer me
    “The night is wonderful.”...
Read All Poems

Top 10 most used topics by D. H. Lawrence

Night 43 Dark 38 Love 36 I Love You 36 White 36 Life 30 Heart 30 Soul 29 Long 27 Face 25

D. H. Lawrence Quotes

Read All Quotes

Comments about D. H. Lawrence

  • Topfacilitator: i am trying now to learn never to give my life to the dead, never, not the tiniest shred - d. h. lawrence
  • Fmadixon1: i’ve always wanted to write a tweet about a bored frieda lawrence complaining to d.h. about there being nothing on tv, only for him check the listings and reply, “look! we have kung fu!” but it felt far too obscure & unfunny and so i haven’t. just as well.
  • Ct_bergstrom: animal farm. the importance of being earnest. the adventures of sherlock holmes. pg wodehouse. graham greene. robertson davies. h. g. wells and ray bradbury. secretive glimpses at d. h. lawrence—which seemed utterly boring. i had no idea what my friends were whispering about
  • Googooyuh: try as you may, you can never make the mass of men throb with full awakenedness. they cannot be more than a little aware. so you must give them symbols, ritual and gesture, which will fill their bodies with life up to their own full measure. -d h lawrence
  • Samuelrogersnow: c- the murderers of english king charles was a jew, the murderers of the french kings were jews, the murderers of the russian czars were jews, the murderer of the arch-duke of serbia that led to the ww1 was a jew, the murderers of d.h, lawrence, patton, kennedy were also jewish.
Read All Comments

Write your comment about D. H. Lawrence

Poem of the day

Eugene Field Poem
The Ballad Of The Taylor Pup
 by Eugene Field

Now lithe and listen, gentles all,
Now lithe ye all and hark
Unto a ballad I shall sing
About Buena Park.

Of all the wonders happening there
The strangest hap befell
Upon a famous Aprile morn,

Read complete poem

Popular Poets