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  • This is it - 4000th post!

    Prepare to be edumacated................D.H. Lawrence.............

    Snake


    A snake came to my water-trough
    On a hot, hot day, and I in pyjamas for the heat,
    To drink there. In the deep, strange-scented shade of the great dark carob-tree
    I came down the steps with my pitcher
    And must wait, must stand and wait, for there he was at the trough before
    me.
    He reached down from a fissure in the earth-wall in the gloom
    And trailed his yellow-brown slackness soft-bellied down, over the edge of
    the stone trough
    And rested his throat upon the stone bottom,
    i o And where the water had dripped from the tap, in a small clearness,
    He sipped with his straight mouth,
    Softly drank through his straight gums, into his slack long body,
    Silently.
    Someone was before me at my water-trough,
    And I, like a second comer, waiting.
    He lifted his head from his drinking, as cattle do,
    And looked at me vaguely, as drinking cattle do,
    And flickered his two-forked tongue from his lips, and mused a moment,
    And stooped and drank a little more,
    Being earth-brown, earth-golden from the burning bowels of the earth
    On the day of Sicilian July, with Etna smoking.
    The voice of my education said to me
    He must be killed,
    For in Sicily the black, black snakes are innocent, the gold are venomous.
    And voices in me said, If you were a man
    You would take a stick and break him now, and finish him off.
    But must I confess how I liked him,
    How glad I was he had come like a guest in quiet, to drink at my water-trough
    And depart peaceful, pacified, and thankless,
    Into the burning bowels of this earth?
    Was it cowardice, that I dared not kill him? Was it perversity, that I longed to talk to him? Was it humility, to feel so honoured?
    I felt so honoured.
    And yet those voices:
    If you were not afraid, you would kill him!
    And truly I was afraid, I was most afraid, But even so, honoured still more
    That he should seek my hospitality
    From out the dark door of the secret earth.
    He drank enough
    And lifted his head, dreamily, as one who has drunken,
    And flickered his tongue like a forked night on the air, so black,
    Seeming to lick his lips,
    And looked around like a god, unseeing, into the air,
    And slowly turned his head,
    And slowly, very slowly, as if thrice adream,
    Proceeded to draw his slow length curving round
    And climb again the broken bank of my wall-face.
    And as he put his head into that dreadful hole,
    And as he slowly drew up, snake-easing his shoulders, and entered farther,
    A sort of horror, a sort of protest against his withdrawing into that horrid black hole,
    Deliberately going into the blackness, and slowly drawing himself after,
    Overcame me now his back was turned.
    I looked round, I put down my pitcher,
    I picked up a clumsy log
    And threw it at the water-trough with a clatter.
    I think it did not hit him,
    But suddenly that part of him that was left behind convulsed in undignified haste.
    Writhed like lightning, and was gone
    Into the black hole, the earth-lipped fissure in the wall-front,
    At which, in the intense still noon, I stared with fascination.
    And immediately I regretted it.
    I thought how paltry, how vulgar, what a mean act!
    I despised myself and the voices of my accursed human education.
    And I thought of the albatross
    And I wished he would come back, my snake.
    For he seemed to me again like a king,
    Like a king in exile, uncrowned in the underworld,
    Now due to be crowned again.
    And so, I missed my chance with one of the lords
    Of life.
    And I have something to expiate:
    A pettiness.
    Taormina, 1923


  • #2
    Here's to Peter... a man of few words!

    And here's to another 4000 posts (and 4000 banned spammers too)!

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    • #3
      Here's looking forward to 4001

      congrats.
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      • #4
        Congrats! Here's to next 4
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        • #5
          4000 and in style!! Well done Peter.
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          • #6
            Well done Peter

            I look forward to your next 4000 gems.

            And a big thank you for protecting us from some of the nasty people of the night

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            • #7
              well I feel so well educated now and it was good to see Peter make it to 4000!!!
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              • #8
                Yay at last Peter that took some eeking out of you - Congratulations!!!
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                • #9
                  Congrats peter and natty netty for hitting 2k
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                  • #10
                    Oh i love that poem!! My ecology teacher put it in the back of our work book lol.

                    Well done peter!
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                    • #11
                      Who-hoo!! See, all that encouragement paid off!

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                      • #12
                        Wooh! You talk a lot!
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                        • #13
                          Originally posted by Madly Creating View Post
                          Wooh! You talk a lot!
                          Nope..........................just been here a long time!

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                          • #14
                            Originally posted by Peter View Post
                            just been here a long time!
                            How long for the next 4000?

                            Congrats on this 4000.
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                            • #15
                              I consider myself well and truely edumacated!!!! Now you only have 1000 posts to go so get figuring out what you are going to grace us with for your 5000!!!

                              Hehe

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