Tag Archives: D. H. Lawrence

Poetry and Our June 8, 1973 Wedding

I share the wedding ceremony that Julia and I went through 50 years ago.

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Learning about Death through Lit

In “Sons and Lovers,” there are bedside scenes that very much resemble our last days with my mother

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A Lion Judges Nature-Destroying Humans

Three mountain lion poems see the animal judging us for what we are doing to the environment.

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On Revisiting Intense Experiences

Returning to my alma mater reminds me of Wordsworth returning to the Wye River in “Tintern Abbey.” That he shares the experience with his sister makes it even more relevant.

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Literature, the Best Medicine

A Guardian article is filled with instances of literature alleviating the suffering of patients suffering from mental illness.

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Literature for Transforming Lives

A new book on Literature as Transformation conducts eye-opening interviews with readers whose lives literature has changed.

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Bibliotherapy Is Having a Moment

A new book indicates that bibliotherapy may be having a moment.

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The Poetry of Hummingbirds

Hummingbirds are simultaneously beautiful and terrifying, as D. H. Lawrence points out.

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Spring, a Conflagration of Green Fires

To welcome in the spring, here’s a D. H. Lawrence poem, brought to you by the color green.

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