Poetic Openings : D. H. Lawrence to D. H. Lawrence

Poet : D. H. Lawrence : Poem : Intime : First Line : Returning, I find her just the same,
Poet : D. H. Lawrence : Poem : Irony : First Line : Always, sweetheart,
Poet : D. H. Lawrence : Poem : Last Words To Miriam : First Line : Yours is the shame and sorrow
Poet : D. H. Lawrence : Poem : Letter From Town: On A Grey Evening In March : First Line : The clouds are pushing in grey reluctance slowly northward to you,
Poet : D. H. Lawrence : Poem : Letter From Town: The Almond Tree : First Line : You promised to send me some violets. Did you forget?

Poet : D. H. Lawrence : Poem : Liaison : First Line : A big bud of moon hangs out of the twilight,
Poet : D. H. Lawrence : Poem : Lies About Love : First Line : We are a liars, because
Poet : D. H. Lawrence : Poem : Listening : First Line : I listen to the stillness of you,
Poet : D. H. Lawrence : Poem : Lotus Hurt By The Cold : First Line : How many times, like lotus lilies risen
Poet : D. H. Lawrence : Poem : Love Storm : First Line : Many roses in the wind

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