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. Submergence
2. A Sane Revolution
3. How Beastly the Bourgeois Is
4. Birdcage Walk
5. Liaison

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