Think of D H Lawrence and you inevitably first and foremost think of his novels, but he wasn’t just a writer of such, he also wrote plays, and of course here, poetry. This book has all his poems in it, plus some variations and early drafts, along with an introduction to the main book plus some introductions to some of the parts here. There is of course notes, appendices, a glossary and so on and of course an index of first lines, that ever so important list you need when you can only remember how a poem starts. For me the latter is ideal, I can only ever remember the title or fist line of a poem, I have yet to remember the full verse.
This is a great book that you will want to dip into every now and then; obviously due to its size it isn’t something that you will want to sit down and read straight through. As for the poems themselves, well, I would be lying if I said everyone was a perfect specimen, because they are not, and if Lawrence was alive today he would agree. As this includes so much you have earlier poems that are a bit rough especially for an audience of today. But of course, Lawrence carried on, creating some absolute gems. There is something stark and brutally honest in these poems, and the observations of nature make a good contrast with those that are more satirical. Lawrence manages to bring overtones of erotica into some of these which work as allegories.
One great thing about a book like this is that you can see how a person develops with their poetry as they grow older, are influenced by other poets and life itself. In all this is great to read, and I am sure that like me, if you do decide to get this then you will keep coming back to certain poems again and again.