By: D.H. Lawrence

“This is the machine incarnate…”

By: D.H. Lawrence

“Steel has twisted the loins of man…”

By: D.H. Lawrence

“let us be men / not monkeys minding machines…”

By: D.H. Lawrence

“Space, of course, is alive…”

By: D.H. Lawrence

“As if space shifted about like a swan that can’t settle…”

By: D.H. Lawrence

“the modern man in the street / is a robot”

By: D.H. Lawrence

“The atom locks up two energies…”

By: D.H. Lawrence

“No engine can reach into the marshes and depths of a man…”

By: D.H. Lawrence

“In hollow blocks and cubes deformed…”

By: D.H. Lawrence

“When men are made in bottles / and emerge as squeaky globules…”

By: D.H. Lawrence

“Is our … leaking ark / at this moment scraping tardy Ararat?”

By: D.H. Lawrence

“A dark bird falls from the sun.”

By: D.H. Lawrence

“Below the rock, the rock / is we know not what, / the hot wild core of the earth…”

By: D.H. Lawrence

“Clicketing of bits of disjointed metal / Working in motion.”

By: D.H. Lawrence

“Your weird bright motor-productive mechanism…”