There was a time I would rather have endured minor surgery than read a 400-page biography of D.H. Lawrence, whose misogyny is canon. “The one vile man I have ever known,” wrote Virginia Woolf. When ...
Of all the countless anecdotes told of D.H. Lawrence (1885-1930), my absolute favorite takes in the musician-cum-critic Cecil Gray, Lawrence’s neighbor during his World War I-era sojourn in Cornwall.
In a 1969 essay, Elizabeth Hardwick described the worst kind of literary biography: the overstuffed, underthought tome whose claim to authority rests solely upon the accumulation of facts. In such ...
On D. H. Lawrence: The Life of an Outsider by John Worthen. Lawrence summed up his own “system” briefly in 1913. “My great religion,” he wrote, “is a belief in the blood, the flesh, as being wiser ...
Are we, finally, post-COVID? Reading Lara Feigel’s Look! We Have Come Through!, it feels like we are. The emotional consequences and aesthetic ramifications of the pandemic will continue to ripple ...
Lady Chatterley’s Lover was written in a villa outside Florence during the winter of 1927-28, two years after D.H.
The sixth in an occasional series on the books that spurred our love of travel. “I am not Baedeker,” D.H. Lawrence forewarns readers of his travel writing from Italy. Instead of train schedules, ...
To D. H. Lawrence’s contemporaries, he was known as a pornographer who’d wasted his talents—or even, as Bertrand Russell had it, a protofascist. After his death, he enjoyed a brief surge of popularity ...
The English novelist D.H. Lawrence (1885–1930). (Photo by © Hulton-Deutsch Collection / Corbis / Corbis via Getty Images) D.H.Lawrence, by his own measure, was ...
In this lively, exhaustive account of their intense marriage, (in)famous author D.H. Lawrence and his uninhibited wife Frieda von Richthofen frolic through a life that was often sparse and ""always in ...
There was a time I would rather have endured minor surgery than read a 400-page biography of D.H. Lawrence, whose misogyny is canon. “The one vile man I have ever known,” wrote Virginia Woolf. When ...