Who is David Herbert 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...
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David Herbert Lawrence Poems

  • Belief
    Forever nameless
    Forever unknwon
    Forever unconceived
    Forever unrepresented ...
  • Brooding Grief
    A yellow leaf from the darkness
    Hops like a frog before me.
    Why should I start and stand still?
    ...
  • Discipline
    It is stormy, and raindrops cling like silver bees to the pane,
    The thin sycamores in the playground are swinging with flattened leaves;
    The heads of the boys move dimly through a yellow gloom that stains
    The class; over them all the dark net of my discipline weaves. ...
  • Silence
    Since I lost you I am silence-haunted,
    Sounds wave their little wings
    A moment, then in weariness settle
    On the flood that soundless swings. ...
  • If You Are A Man
    If you are a man, and believe in the destiny of mankind
    then say to yourself: we will cease to care
    about property and money and mechanical devices,
    and open our consciousness to the deep, mysterious life ...
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Dark 36 I Love You 35 Love 35 Night 33 Life 30 White 29 Heart 24 Face 24 Black 19 Soul 19


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  • Rs_richter: 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. self-pity poem by david herbert lawrence photograph from alamy
  • Syedtaukir: 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 david herbert lawrence munawar era begins
  • Justin48345301: the business of art is to reveal the relation between man and his environment. - david herbert lawrence
  • Ghportovenere: the gulf of poets: a unique, charming and dazzling destination! a feast for your eyes and soul, as suggested by its name, which stems from the area's inspiration on poets and artists over the centuries. among them are writers david herbert lawrence and percy bysshe shelley,…
  • Wesson_iii9: david herbert lawrence... his novels are fascinating.
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