REPROACH

by: D.H. Lawrence (1885-1930)

      AD I but known yesterday,
      Helen, you could discharge the ache out of the cloud;
      Had I known yesterday you could take
      The turgid electric ache away,
      Drink it up with your proud
      White body, as lovely white lightning
      Is drunk from an agonized sky by the earth,
      I might have hated you, Helen.
       
      But since my limbs gushed full of fire,
      Since from out of my blood and bone
      Poured a heavy flame
      To you, earth of my atmosphere, stone
      Of my steel, lovely white flint of desire,
      You have no name.
      Earth of my swaying atmosphere,
      Substance of my inconstant breath,
      I cannot but cleave to you.
       
      Since you have drunken up the drear
      Painful electric storm, and death
      Is washed from the blue
      Of my eyes, I see you beautiful.
      You are strong and passive and beautiful,
      I come like winds that uncertain hover;
      But you
      Are the earth I hover over.

"Reproach" is reprinted from Amores: Poems. D.H. Lawrence. New York: B.W. Huebsch, 1916.

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