
BOOK CATEGORIES














LINKS
Famous Authors (View All Authors)

Click below to download : Valentine's Night (Format : PDF)
Valentine's Night
You shadow and flame,You interchange,
You death in the game!
Now I gather you up,
Now I put you back
Like a poppy in its cup.
And so, you are a maid
Again, my darling, but new,
Unafraid.
My love, my blossom, a child
Almost! The flower in the bud
Again, undefiled.
And yet, a woman, knowing
All, good, evil, both
In one blossom blowing.
(The end)
D. H. Lawrence's poem: Valentine's Night
NEXT BOOKS
THIS fireglow is a red wombIn the night you're folded upOn your doom.And the ugly, brutal yearsAre dissolving out of you,And the stagnant tears.I the great vein that leadsFrom the night to the source of you,Which the sweet blood feeds.New phase in the germ of you;New sunny streams of bloodWashing you through.You are born again of me.I, Adam, from the veins of meThe Eve that is to be.What has been long agoGrows dimmer, we both forget,We no longer know.You are lovely, your face is softLike a flower in budOn a mountain croft.This is Noel for me.To-night is a woman bornOf
Birth Night
THIS fireglow is a red wombIn the night you're folded upOn your doom.And the ugly, brutal yearsAre dissolving out of you,And the stagnant tears.I the great vein that leadsFrom the night to the source of you,Which the sweet blood feeds.New phase in the germ of you;New sunny streams of bloodWashing you through.You are born again of me.I, Adam, from the veins of meThe Eve that is to be.What has been long agoGrows dimmer, we both forget,We no longer know.You are lovely, your face is softLike a flower in budOn a mountain croft.This is Noel for me.To-night is a woman bornOf
PREVIOUS BOOKS
TAKE off your cloak and your hatAnd your shoes, and draw up at my hearthWhere never woman sat.I have made the fire up bright;Let us leave the rest in the darkAnd sit by firelight.The wine is warm in the hearth;The flickers come and go.I will warm your feet with kissesUntil they glow.(The end)D. H. Lawrence's poem: December Night
December Night
TAKE off your cloak and your hatAnd your shoes, and draw up at my hearthWhere never woman sat.I have made the fire up bright;Let us leave the rest in the darkAnd sit by firelight.The wine is warm in the hearth;The flickers come and go.I will warm your feet with kissesUntil they glow.(The end)D. H. Lawrence's poem: December Night
LEAVE A COMMENT