Trust

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Oh we've got to trust

one another again

in some essentials.

Not the narrow little

bargaining trust

that says: I'm for you

if you'll be for me. -

But a bigger trust,

a trust of the sun

that does not bother

about moth and rust,

and we see it shining

in one another.

Oh don't you trust me,

don't burden me

with your life and affairs; don't

thrust me

into your cares.

But I think you may trust

the sun in me

that glows with just

as much glow as you see

in me, and no more.

But if it warms

your heart's quick core

why then trust it, it forms

one faithfulness more.

And be, oh be

a sun to me,

not a weary, insistent

personality

but a sun that shines

and goes dark, but shines

again and entwines

with the sunshine in me

till we both of us

are more glorious

and more sunny.

D H Lawrence

Lies About Love

 

We are a liars, because

the truth of yesterday becomes a lie tomorrow,

whereas letters are fixed,

and we live by the letter of truth.

The love I feel for my friend, this year,

is different from the love I felt last year.

If it were not so, it would be a lie.

Yet we reiterate love! love! love!

as if it were a coin with a fixed value

instead of a flower that dies, and opens a different bud.

D H Lawrence

A Spiritual Woman

 

Close your eyes, my love, let me make you blind;  

     They have taught you to see  

Only a mean arithmetic on the face of things,  

A cunning algebra in the faces of men,  

     And God like geometry

Completing his circles, and working cleverly.  

 

I’ll kiss you over the eyes till I kiss you blind;  

     If I can—if any one could.  

Then perhaps in the dark you’ll have got what you want to find.

You’ve discovered so many bits, with your clever eyes,

     And I’m a kaleidoscope  

That you shake and shake, and yet it won’t come to your mind.

Now stop carping at me.—But God, how I hate you!  

     Do you fear I shall swindle you?  

Do you think if you take me as I am, that that will abate you

Somehow?—so sad, so intrinsic, so spiritual, yet so cautious, you

Must have me all in your will and your consciousness—  

     I hate you.

D H Lawrence

As Mulheres No Que Me Diz Respeito

 

Os sentimentos que não tenho não tenho.

Os sentimentos que não tenho, não vou dizer que tenho.

Os sentimentos que vocês dizem que têm, não têm.

Os sentimentos que vocês quereriam que nós e vocês tivéssemos, 

nenhum de nós tem.

Os sentimentos que as pessoas deveriam ter, nunca têm.

Se as pessoas dizem que têm sentimentos, 

pode-se estar certo que não têm nenhuns.

Por isso, se vocês querem que nós ou vós sintamos alguma coisa,

é melhor abandonar por uma vez a ideia de sentir.

D. H. LAWRENCE