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Nonentity Post by :Rickyz113 Category :Poems Author :D. H. Lawrence Date :December 2010 Read :791

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Nonentity

THE stars that open and shut
Fall on my shallow breast
Like stars on a pool.

The soft wind, blowing cool
Laps little crest after crest
Of ripples across my breast.

And dark grass under my feet
Seems to dabble in me
Like grass in a brook.

Oh, and it is sweet
To be all these things, not to be
Any more myself.

For look,
I am weary of myself!


(The end)
D. H. Lawrence's poem: Nonentity

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