This is Lawrence at his most raw and personal. Written during the First World War, these poems chronicle a passionate love affair that scandalized Edwardian England - a man and a married woman, fleeing social condemnation, finding in each other something that feels like survival itself. The collection follows an arc from heartbreak through devastating longing to something like triumph: the cry that gives the book its title, "Look! We Have Come Through!" These poems don't prettify desire or apologize for its ferocity. Lawrence writes about the body, about wanting, about the way love can feel like both destruction and renewal. For anyone who has loved dangerously, who has chosen another person against the world's disapproval and found that choice to be the thing that kept them alive, these poems burn with a recognition that is hard to find anywhere else.
