Top 100 or so Poems -- "Piano" by D. H. Lawrence

A literary giant, this man authored the classic novel "Lady Chatterly's Lover" and many other novels and stories which fed his fame. He lived the life of a poor bohemian, raised by a loving mother and a drunk, violent father - educating himself, eloping with his professors wife and traveling with her, penniless as he wrote his stories, novels and poems in barns and ship-holds.

His poetry was not recognized during his lifetime, due to the vast wealth of his other literary work. Posthumously, though, his talent as a poet came forth quite strongly...when it was discovered that he produced a succession of powerful and moving elegies towards the end of his life.

Here is one of his classics -- enjoy "Piano":

Piano

by David Herbert (D. H.) Lawrence

Softly, in the dusk, a woman is singing to me;
Taking me back down the vista of years, till I see
A child sitting under the piano, in the boom of the tingling strings
And pressing the small, poised feet of a mother who smiles as she sings.

In spite of myself, the insidious mastery of song
Betrays me back, till the heart of me weeps to belong
To the old Sunday evenings at home, with winter outside
And hymns in the cozy parlor, the tinkling piano our guide.

So now it is vain for the singer to burst into clamor
With the great black piano appassionato. The glamor
Of childish days is upon me, my manhood is cast
Down in the flood of remembrance, I weep like a child for the past.