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In Trouble and Shame
In Trouble and Shame, by D.H. Lawrence
09-01-2005

 
    I LOOK at the swaling sunset
    And wish I could go also
Through the red doors beyond the black-purple bar.
 
    I wish that I could go
Through the red doors where I could put off        5
    My shame like shoes in the porch,
    My pain like garments,
And leave my flesh discarded lying
Like luggage of some departed traveller
    Gone one knows not where.        10
 
    Then I would turn round,
And seeing my cast-off body lying like lumber,
    I would laugh with joy.
 


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