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Poetry Friday: Coming Awake by D.H. Lawrence

April 17th, 2015 (06:00 am)

Current Mood: sleepy
Current Song: Leverage score music by Joseph LoDuca

When I woke, the lake-lights were quivering on the wall,
The sunshine swam in a shoal across and across,
And a hairy, big bee hung over the primulas
In the window, his body black fur, and the sound of him cross.

There was something I ought to remember: and yet
I did not remember. Why should I? The running lights
And the airy primulas, oblivious
Of the impending bee - they were fair enough sights.

- Coming Awake by D.H. Lawrence

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Posted by: Mary Lee Hahn (Mary Lee Hahn)
Posted at: April 19th, 2015 02:53 pm (UTC)

Such a drowsy mood in this poem!

Posted by: Little Willow (slayground)
Posted at: April 19th, 2015 03:18 pm (UTC)

Wakey wakey!

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