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Public Poetry. D.H. Lawrence.

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Public Poetry. D.H. Lawrence.

A Youth Mowing

There are four men mowing down by the Isar;
I can hear the swish of the scythe-strokes, four
Sharp breaths taken: yea, and I
Am sorry for what's in store.

The first man out of the four that's mowing
Is mine, I claim him once and for all;
Though it's sorry I am, on his young feet, knowing
None of the trouble he's led to stall.

As he sees me bringing the dinner, he lifts
His head as proud as a deer that looks
Shoulder-deep out of the corn; and wipes
His scythe-blade bright, unhooks

The scythe-stone and over the stubble to me.
Lad, thou hast gotten a child in me,
Laddie, a man thou'lt ha'e to be,
Yea, though I'm sorry for thee.


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16 thoughts on “Public Poetry. D.H. Lawrence.

  1. I just recently began enjoying poetry so I don’t have a favorite poet. I remember some poems of Robert Louis Stevenson from childhood that have always been favorite. “The Swing” is one I’ve always enjoyed.

  2. Your poem ‘A Youth Mowing’ beautifully transforms a simple pastoral scene into a meditation on life’s fragility. The swish of the scythe, the breath of the workers, and the claim of the first youth evoke both tenderness and sorrow. That line — ‘the first man out of the four that’s mowing is mine’ — carries a haunting intimacy, reminding us how deeply we connect with fleeting human moments. Your words show that even ordinary labor can become a mirror of profound emotion.

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