POMEGRANATE [D.H. LAWRENCE]

        You tell me I am wrong,Who are you, who is anybody to tell me I am wrong?I am not wrong. In Syracuse, rock left bare by the viciousness of Greek women,No doubt you have forgotten the pomegranate-trees in flower,Oh so red, and such a lot of them. Whereas at Venice,Abhorrent, green, … Lire plus…