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Tortoises
Tortoises
Tortoises
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'Tortoises' is a collection of poems written by D. H. Lawrence inspired by the titular animal. Lawrence, the author, was an English writer best known for these novels: Sons and Lovers, The Rainbow, Women in Love, and Lady Chatterley's Lover, which notably concerned gay and lesbian relationships, and were the subject of censorship trials.
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Release dateSep 15, 2022
ISBN8596547312215
Tortoises
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D. H. Lawrence

David Herbert Lawrence, (185-1930) more commonly known as D.H Lawrence was a British writer and poet often surrounded by controversy. His works explored issues of sexuality, emotional health, masculinity, and reflected on the dehumanizing effects of industrialization. Lawrence’s opinions acquired him many enemies, censorship, and prosecution. Because of this, he lived the majority of his second half of life in a self-imposed exile. Despite the controversy and criticism, he posthumously was championed for his artistic integrity and moral severity.

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    Tortoises - D. H. Lawrence

    D. H. Lawrence

    Tortoises

    EAN 8596547312215

    DigiCat, 2022

    Contact: DigiCat@okpublishing.info

    Table of Contents

    BABY TORTOISE

    TORTOISE-SHELL

    TORTOISE FAMILY CONNECTIONS

    LUI ET ELLE

    TORTOISE GALLANTRY

    TORTOISE SHOUT


    BABY TORTOISE

    Table of Contents

    You know what it is to be born alone,

    Baby tortoise!

    The first day to heave your feet little by little

    from the shell,

    Not yet awake,

    And remain lapsed on earth,

    Not quite alive.

    A tiny, fragile, half-animate bean.

    To open your tiny beak-mouth, that looks as if

    it would never open,

    Like some iron door;

    To lift the upper hawk-beak from the lower base

    And reach your skinny little neck

    And take your first bite at some dim bit of

    herbage,

    Alone, small

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