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.