Oh did you make a similar point? I must have passed over it. I think we went a little long with this story and we (or at least I did) lost focus.
Good question. I'm not sure. I've always said he was a natural, so you would think it just flowed out of him. But still one is conscious and crafts what flows out of you. Probably a little of both Janine.It is funny, that is just how I read Lawrence, in a flow, as when I read poetry. I didn't always do so, but as I have read him more and more, I now know his rhythms and can feel the beat and the rhyme, instinctively. It is like reading Shakespeare, for me. I love the way you actually took this appart and explained the poetry and the perfect timing. Do you think Lawrence was aware he was doing this, as he wrote; or do you think it sprung out of that 'deep well of blood' he spoke of; do you think it came naturally to him, instinctively? To me, it seems so and not contrived in one word or line.
Actually I think this was never published in his lifetime. It's got a published date of 1934, which is four years after he died. You might want to check the Calandar of His Days book.It totally amazes me, that he was only 25 when he wrote this; it is a sophisticated work with much complexity to the entire story structure/symbolism/thematic elements. I don't know when it was published, or how many rewrites it had. I need to look that up, in the timeline
book.
Virgil, thanks for taking the time to post this and glad I peeked back in here, to find this great post. Great post!
Oh my pleasure. Reading passages like this is what makes literature a passion for me.![]()
Actually you may be right Quark. This was an "unnatural" passion. I don't know if pornographic is the right term, but Wini's manipulation is a sort of mental consciousness. Lawrence would refer to this as "sex in the head."![]()



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