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 		<title>Comment on The Strength is Mine by: Charlotte</title>
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					<description>Hello Stone,
Your poem brought me back to me on a boat, entering the crater of Santorini in Greece. Nature gives great teachings.

From D. H. Lawrence (English, 1885-1930)
New heaven and earth ll:

I was so weary of the world,
I was so sick of it,
everything was tainted with myself,
skies, trees, flowers, birds, water,
people, houses, streets, vehicles, machines, 
nations, armies, war, peacetalking,
work, recreation, governing, anarchy,
it was all tainted with myself, I knew it all to start with
because it was all myself.

When I gathered flowers, I knew it was myself, plucking my
own flowering.
When I went in a train, I knew it was myself travelling by
my own invention.
When I heard the canon of the war, I listened with my
own ears to my own destruction.
When I saw the torn dead, I knew it was my own torn dead
body.
It was all me, I had done it all in my own flesh.

Keep up the good work,
Charlotte</description>
		<content:encoded><![CDATA[	<p>Hello Stone,<br />
Your poem brought me back to me on a boat, entering the crater of Santorini in Greece. Nature gives great teachings.</p>
	<p>From D. H. Lawrence (English, 1885-1930)<br />
New heaven and earth ll:</p>
	<p>I was so weary of the world,<br />
I was so sick of it,<br />
everything was tainted with myself,<br />
skies, trees, flowers, birds, water,<br />
people, houses, streets, vehicles, machines,<br />
nations, armies, war, peacetalking,<br />
work, recreation, governing, anarchy,<br />
it was all tainted with myself, I knew it all to start with<br />
because it was all myself.</p>
	<p>When I gathered flowers, I knew it was myself, plucking my<br />
own flowering.<br />
When I went in a train, I knew it was myself travelling by<br />
my own invention.<br />
When I heard the canon of the war, I listened with my<br />
own ears to my own destruction.<br />
When I saw the torn dead, I knew it was my own torn dead<br />
body.<br />
It was all me, I had done it all in my own flesh.</p>
	<p>Keep up the good work,<br />
Charlotte
</p>
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