Why don’t people leave off being lovable
Or thinking they are lovable, or wanting to be lovable,
And be a bit elemental instead?
Since man is made up of the elements
Fire, and rain, and air, and live loam
And none of these is lovable
But elemental,
Man is lop-sided on the side of the angels.
I wish men would get back their balance among the elements
And be a bit more fiery, as incapable of telling lies
As fire is.
I wish they’d be true to their own variation, as water is,
Which goes through all the stages of steam and stream and ice
Without losing its head.
I am sick of lovable people,
Somehow they are a lie.
D.H. Lawrence
1929
____ however ....
Fire rain air is the stuff
Of poetry, call it love
Give grace by candle
Light drink or moat the accumulated cloud
Inhale or soon die air
Join loam or be conscripted
It sold a chapbook in 1929 money next to
Alms say grace master surveil
If your life don't worship dirt
Prepare for plastic worse
Elemental made too, boom
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