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Snake - Poem by David Herbert Lawrence
A snake came to my water-trough
On a hot, hot day, and I in pyjamas for the heat,
To drink there.
In the deep, strange-scented shade of the great dark carob-tree
I came down the steps with my pitcher
And must wait, must stand and wait, for there he was at the trough before
He reached down from a fissure in the earth-wall in the gloom
And trailed his yellow-brown slackness soft-bellied down, over the edge of
the stone trough
And rested his throat upon the stone bottom,
And where the water had dripped from the tap, in a small clearness,
He sipped with his straight mouth,
Softly drank through his straight gums, into his slack long body,
Someone was before me at my water-trough,
And I, like a second comer, waiting.
He lifted his head from his drinking, as cattle do,
And looked at me vaguely, as drinking cattle do,
And flickered his two-forked tongue from his lips, and mused a moment,
And stooped and drank a little more,
Being earth-brown, earth-golden from the burning bowels of the earth
On the day of Sicilian July, with Etna smoking.
The voice of my education said to me
He must be killed,
For in Sicily the black, black snakes are innocent, the gold are venomous.
And voices in me said, If you were a man
You would take a stick and break him now, and finish him off.
But must I confess how I liked him,
How glad I was he had come like a guest in quiet, to drink at my water-trough
And depart peaceful, pacified, and thankless,
Into the burning bowels of this earth?
Was it cowardice, that I dared not kill him? Was it perversity, that I longed to talk to him? Was it humility, to feel so honoured?
I felt so honoured.
And yet those voices:
If you were not afraid, you would kill him!
And truly I was afraid, I was most afraid, But even so, honoured still more
That he should seek my hospitality
From out the dark door of the secret earth.
He drank enough
And lifted his head, dreamily, as one who has drunken,
And flickered his tongue like a forked night on the air, so black,
Seeming to lick his lips,
And looked around like a god, unseeing, into the air,
And slowly turned his head,
And slowly, very slowly, as if thrice adream,
Proceeded to draw his slow length curving round
And climb again the broken bank of my wall-face.
And as he put his head into that dreadful hole,
And as he slowly drew up, snake-easing his shoulders, and entered farther,
A sort of horror, a sort of protest against his withdrawing into that horrid black hole,
Deliberately going into the blackness, and slowly drawing himself after,
Overcame me now his back was turned.
I looked round, I put down my pitcher,
I picked up a clumsy log
And threw it at the water-trough with a clatter.
I think it did not hit him,
But suddenly that part of him that was left behind convulsed in undignified haste.
Writhed like lightning, and was gone
Into the black hole, the earth-lipped fissure in the wall-front,
At which, in the intense still noon, I stared with fascination.
And immediately I regretted it.
I thought how paltry, how vulgar, what a mean act!
I despised myself and the voices of my accursed human education.
And I thought of the albatross
And I wished he would come back, my snake.
For he seemed to me again like a king,
Like a king in exile, uncrowned in the underworld,
Now due to be crowned again.
And so, I missed my chance with one of the lords
And I have something to expiate:
Poems About Snake
- 1. Snake , David Herbert Lawrence
- 2. Snake , Langston Hughes
- 3. The Boy And The Snake , Charles Lamb
- 4. Snake , Padraic Colum
- 5. Snake , Theodore Roethke
- 6. To The Snake , Denise Levertov
- 7. The Snake , William Matthews
- 8. Snakes , Eileen Myles
- 9. What The Rattlesnake Said , Vachel Lindsay
- 10. The Andante Of Snakes , Arthur Symons
- 11. Lizards And Snakes , Anthony Evan Hecht
- 12. A Snake Yarn , William Thomas Goodge
- 13. Before The Snake , Nathaniel Tarn
- 14. The Double-Headed Snake Of Newbury , John Greenleaf Whittier
- 15. The Snakes of September , Stanley Jasspon Kunitz
- 16. The Deer And The Snake , Kenneth Patchen
- 17. What The Snake Saw , James Stephens
- 18. The head of the snake , Raymond A. Foss
- 19. The Head of the Snake - 2 , Raymond A. Foss
- 20. (004) A Snake In My Garden , Risha Ahmed (12 yrs)
- 21. Anger , Charles Lamb
- 22. Johnson’s Antidote , Banjo Paterson
- 23. Man Vs Wild! . , surya surya
- 24. Eden Bower , Dante Gabriel Rossetti
- 25. The Iliad: Book 12 , Homer
- 26. A Bear Family , James Whitcomb Riley
- 27. Motherhood, 1951 , Ai Ogawa
- 28. Tamar , Robinson Jeffers
- 29. La Serpent Qui Danse (The Dancing Serpent) , Charles Baudelaire
- 30. Another Paradise Lost , Meena Kandasamy
- 31. Thomas Ross, Jr. , Edgar Lee Masters
- 32. Another Snake , TaMaRa HaNaRiNg ,(((( PaLeST ..
- 33. The Book Of Hours Of Sister Clotilde , Amy Lowell
- 34. Little Boy Blue , George MacDonald
- 35. Give Your Heart To The Hawks , Robinson Jeffers
- 36. Zy A Mousetrap (A Fable ~ Author Unknown) , Mary Havran
- 37. The Dukite Snake , John Boyle O'Reilly
- 38. Ch 08 On Rules For Conduct In Life - Adm.. , Saadi Shirazi
- 39. I'Worm From Garbage , Dwi utami
- 40. A Story Of Doom: Book Vii. , Jean Ingelow
- 41. A Story Of Doom: Book Vi. , Jean Ingelow
- 42. A Story Of Doom: Book Vi. , Jean Ingelow
- 43. A Story Of Doom: Book Vi. , Jean Ingelow
- 44. The Two Swans (A Fairy Tale) , Thomas Hood
- 45. Snake And Potato Bug , James McIntyre
- 46. The Life Of Ovid , George Sandys
- 47. The Serpent's Legacy , Victor James Daley
- 48. Bottled At The Source , Ted Sheridan
- 49. Rainbow Snake , Raj Arumugam
- 50. In The Garden , Udiah (witness to Yah)
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