Poem by David Herbert Lawrence

Green

The dawn was apple-green,
The sky was green wine held up in the sun,
The moon was a golden petal between.

She opened her eyes, and green
They shone, clear like flowers undone,
For the first time, now for the first time seen. 

1. Brooding Grief
2. Reproach
3. Willy Wet-Leg
4. Sickness
5. Humming-Bird

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