Snake poem by dh lawrence
Snake and Other Poems by D.H. LawrenceBest known as the author of Lady Chatterleys Lover and Women In Love, D. H. Lawrence (1885–1930) also wrote some of the twentieth centurys finest poetry. Lawrence is noted for his use of words in a richly textured manner that produces vivid images and expresses deep emotion. This ample collection of his verse covers a wide thematic range, including love, marriage, family, class, art, and culture, all treated with extraordinary exuberance, intensity, sensitivity, and occasional humor.
These selections originally appeared in Love Poems and Others (1913), Amores (1916), Look! We Have Come Through! (1917), Tortoises (1921), and such periodicals as The Dial and English Review. In addition to the celebrated title poem, individual works include A Colliers Wife, Monologue of a Mother, Quite Forsaken, Wedlock, Fireflies in the Corn, New Heaven and Earth, and many others.
A Short Analysis of D. H. Lawrence’s ‘Snake’
A snake came to my water-trough On a hot, hot day, and I in pyjamas for the heat, To drink there. In the deep, strange-scented shade of the great dark carob-tree I came down the steps with my pitcher And must wait, must stand and wait, for there he was at the trough before me. He reached down from a fissure in the earth-wall in the gloom And trailed his yellow-brown slackness soft-bellied down, over the edge of the stone trough And rested his throat upon the stone bottom, And where the water had dripped from the tap, in a small clearness, He sipped with his straight mouth, Softly drank through his straight gums,. He lifted his head from his drinking, as cattle do, And looked at me vaguely, as drinking cattle do, And flickered his two-forked tongue from his lips, and mused a moment, And stooped and drank a little more, Being earth-brown, earth-golden from the burning bowels of the earth On the day of Sicilian July, with Etna smoking. The voice of my education said to me He must be killed, For in Sicily the black, black snakes are innocent, the gold are venomous. And voices in me said, If you were a man You would take a stick and break him now, and finish him off.
English writer D. His collected works represent an extended reflection upon the dehumanizing effects of modernity and industrialization. In them, Lawrence confronts issues relating to emotional Prose Home Harriet Blog. Visit Home Events Exhibitions Library. Newsletter Subscribe Give.
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