Poem by David Herbert Lawrence

Intimates

Don't you care for my love? she said bitterly.

I handed her the mirror, and said:
Please address these questions to the proper person!
Please make all requests to head-quarters!
In all matters of emotional importance
please approach the supreme authority direct! -

So I handed her the mirror.
And she would have broken it over my head,
but she caught sight of her own reflection
and that held her spellbound for two seconds
while I fled. 

1. In Trouble and Shame
2. The Blue Jay
3. The Song of a Man Who Has Come through
4. Discord in Childhood
5. Nostalgia

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