Tags » D.H. Lawrence

Butterfly

Butterfly, the wind blows sea-ward,
strong beyond the garden-wall!
Butterfly, why do you settle on my
shoe, and sip the dirt on my shoe,
Lifting your veined wings, lifting them? 134 more words

Blue

The earth again like a ship steams out of the dark sea over
The edge of the blue, and the sun stands up to see us glide… 432 more words

Final Jeopardy 9-11-2017

September 11, 2017

 

Final Jeopardy Category:

 

Artists and Authors

 

Final Jeopardy Clue:

 

In 1929 Georgia O’Keeffe painted the tree in New Mexico under which this British-born author used to write… 8 more words

Buckeye Zealot

Baby Tortoise

You know what it is to be born alone,
Baby tortoise!
The first day to heave your feet little by little from the shell,
Not yet awake, 474 more words

Kangaroo

Delicate mother Kangaroo
Sitting up there rabbit-wise, but huge, plump-weighted,
And lifting her beautiful slender face, oh! so much more
gently and finely lined than a rabbit’s, or than a hare’s, 390 more words

Scent Of Irises

A faint, sickening scent of irises
Persists all morning. Here in a jar on the table
A fine proud spike of purple irises
Rising above the class-room litter, makes me unable… 319 more words

The Mosquito

When did you start your tricks
Monsieur?

What do you stand on such high legs for?
Why this length of shredded shank
You exaltation?

Is it so that you shall lift your centre of gravity upwards… 450 more words