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Poem of the Day > 11.Piano- D H Lawrence

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message 1: by Lee (last edited Aug 23, 2013 12:12AM) (new)

Lee Piano

Softly, in the dusk, a woman is singing to me;
Taking me back down the vista of years, till I see
A child sitting under the piano, in the boom of the tingling strings
And pressing the small, poised feet of a mother who smiles as she sings.

In spite of myself, the insidious mastery of song
Betrays me back, till the heart of me weeps to belong
To the old Sunday evenings at home, with winter outside
And hymns in the cosy parlour, the tinkling piano our guide.

So now it is vain for the singer to burst into clamour
With the great black piano appassionato. The glamour
Of childish days is upon me, my manhood is cast
Down in the flood of remembrance, I weep like a child for the past.

David Herbert Lawrence

(chosen by Hilary)

message 2: by Lee (new)

Lee Oh, I love this, beautifully sad.

message 3: by Hilary (new)

Hilary | 2082 comments I must have read this hundreds of times and it always brings tears to my eyes. Thanks Lee

message 4: by Laurel (new)

Laurel | 1486 comments Mod
Lovely, Thanks Hilary!

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