Alphabetarion # Quiver | D.H. Lawrence, 1915

Mark Rothko, No. 8, 1952

“The light grew stronger, gushing up against the dark sap-hire of the transparent night. The light grew stronger, whiter, then over it hovered a flush of rose. A flush of rose, and then yellow, pale, new-created yellow, the whole quivering and poising momentarily over the fountain on the sky’s rim. The rose hovered and quivered, burned, fused to flame, to a transient red, while the yellow urged out in great waves, thrown from the ever-increasing fountain, great waves of yellow flinging into the sky, scattering its spray over the darkness, which became bluer and bluer, paler, till soon it would itself be a radiance, which had been darkness. The sun was coming.”

D.H. Lawrence, The Rainbow, 1915

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Like a Sea Anemone Under the Tide | D.H. Lawrence, 1928
Book//mark – Women in Love | D.H. Lawrence, 1920