The D.H. Lawrence poem Tortoise Shout explores many themes; love, desire, relationship, something complicated, something realistic. In the excerpt below, he explores sounds. He begins with the words, I remember, when I was a boy.

This is our writing prompt for the March 10 read-around at Wellington Square.
Start with the words, I remember . . .
Try not to edit yourself. See where the pen leads. Take a journey, explore, meander.
Excerpt from Tortoise Shout
I remember, when I was a boy,
I heard the scream of a frog,
which was caught with his foot in the mouth of an up-starting snake;
I remember when I first heard
bull-frogs break into sound in the spring;
I remember hearing a wild
goose out of the throat of night
Cry loudly, beyond the lake of
waters;
I remember the first time, out
of a bush in the darkness, a nightingale's piercing cries and gurgles startled
the depths of my soul;
I remember the scream of a
rabbit as I went through a wood at midnight;
I remember the heifer in her
heat, blorting and blorting through the hours, persistent and irrepressible;
I remember my first terror
hearing the howl of weird, amorous cats;
I remember the scream of a
terrified, injured horse, the sheet-lightning
And running away from the
sound of a woman in labor, something like an owl whooing,
And listening inwardly to the
first bleat of a lamb,
The first wail of an infant,
And my mother singing to
herself,
And the first tenor singing of
the passionate throat of a young collier, who has long since drunk himself to
death,
The first elements of foreign
speech
On wild dark lips.
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