Reflections on “Piano”

  In the twilight, a woman sang to me in a low voice,
  captured me through the scenery of time, and looked back – the
  child sat under the piano, the trembling strings murmured,
  he lightly rubbed his mother’s petite feet; she hummed a song Full of laughter.
  As we all know, DH Lawrence is an outstanding British novelist in the 20th century. His “Son and Lover”, “Rainbow”, “Woman in Love” and “Lady Chatterley’s Lover” have long been familiar to Chinese people. However, perhaps it is precisely because Lawrence’s novel writing achievements are so dazzling that people often overlook his identity as an excellent poet. Poetry constitutes a biography of his emotional and inner life, and is his literary creation for more than twenty years. An integral part of life. Since the publication of the first batch of poems in 1909, Lawrence has never stopped his beloved career of poetry writing. A total of 12 collections of poems were published during his lifetime and after his death. Among them, “Love Poems”, “Look! We’re Coming!” ” Birds, Beasts, Flowers” and “Pansies” and other masterpieces, established his pivotal position in the history of modern poetry. British scholar Vie de So Pinto believes that Lawrence’s best poems “are among the most valuable and richest works of English poetry in the 20th century”.
  ”Piano” is an early famous poem written by Lawrence in 1908 and finalized in 1918. Although the whole poem is short in form, it contains a strong nostalgic feeling. It expresses the poet’s recollection of his childhood, his infinite nostalgia for his mother, and his strong grief for reality: “Singing quietly grabs me, I can’t help myself, / The singing leaves me nowhere to hide, my heart Weeping faintly. / Longing to return to the old twilight, where the Sabbath home isolates the cold winter; / The piano sings a carol, and the melody fills the warm living room. / Now the singer sings in vain, / Fingers smear the black keys of the piano furiously .” The melodious sound of the piano, the floating notes, slowly poured into the sacred home of the poet’s heart, stirring the most sensitive nerve in the poet’s heart. In a moment, the distant call, the familiar scene, slowly spread: warmth The fireplace, the soft lighting, the comfy sofas, and the fragrant refreshments made by my mother at the dining table. The child, who was cuddling lightly on his mother’s feet, stared at his mother who sang with laughter with clear and adoring eyes. What a lingering and long warmth this is! However, the cold reality is like an airtight wall, which ruthlessly suppresses it. The person who plays the qin is no longer the mother, and the sentimentality of what is wrong and the longing for her mother has become the tears in the poet’s eyes. He wept for not being able to go back to his childhood to be by his mother’s side. He couldn’t help being drawn by the sound of the piano. Lawrence was deeply immersed in memories and couldn’t extricate himself from it. The real existence gradually faded, and the glory of the past was still like smoke. Having entered the adult world, he could only “sobbing faintly” like a helpless child. In the creation of “Piano”, the spiritual melancholy is resolved. He seemed to have crossed the boundaries of time and space, returned to that year and month, and became the fragile and sensitive boy beside his loving mother.
  According to Lawrence, he was born in Eastwood, the fourth child in the family. Two years after he was born, his little sister Ada also came into the world, and Lawrence’s family was prosperous, which can be regarded as happy. But why did the Lawrence children hate their father? And why did Lawrence “love” his mother “almost like a husband and wife”? This begins with Arthur’s romantic marriage.
  Lawrence’s father, Arthur John Lawrence, was a burly, outspoken, humorous, good singer and dancer, and was the lead singer of the parish choir. Had Lawrence’s grandfather, John Lawrence Sr., been wealthy and learned, he might have been able to raise Arthur into a suave, suave gentleman. It is a pity that he is only a tailor in the mining area, busy working all day to make ends meet. His son Arthur became a miner when he was young. If it weren’t for Arthur’s son who became a great writer, if it weren’t for his son’s intention or intention in the future. If he unintentionally writes his family background and parents’ temperament, conflicts, etc. into his works, maybe he will never be mentioned or discussed.
  In late 1874, at the age of 28, Arthur met his future wife, Lydia Beardsell. He was helping build new wells in Clifton at the time. One day, he was invited by Aunt Alice to attend a Christmas dinner party at her house and became the dance partner of the girl Lydia. Before that, Lydia was feeling down after a failed relationship with a young priest. At the ball, this heartbroken heart was moved by Arthur’s vigorous dancing and witty conversation, and he was also deeply attracted by this petite girl with bright blue eyes. love at first sight. A year later, on December 27, they were married at St Stephen’s Church in Nottingham.
  Lydia’s upbringing and temperament were very different from Arthur’s. Her grandfather was a well-known hymn writer in Nottinghamshire; her father was a technician in charge of the Sines shipyard and a well-known local missionary; and She herself is a teaching assistant at a private elementary school. She has read many books and wrote poetry. She advocates thinking and likes to debate religious, philosophical or political issues. Even when she had a husband and children and was engulfed in never-ending housework, she made time to read. Lydia discovers soon after her marriage that the handsome man she loves in entertainment is not her ideal husband. Arthur went down to the mines all day to do manual labor to make ends meet. He was not literate, and at most he just read newspapers, and every day he went to the bar to drink a few cups before returning home, which made his wife, who is an elementary school teacher, very sad. So, like most traditional mothers, she put all her hopes on her children. She always motivated them to do their best, and in order to maintain the children’s little extravagant hobbies, such as a piano and let them learn to paint, she tried to save from the meager household money. She can’t let her sons become miners anymore, but let them carry on “her maiden’s tradition” and become prominent figures. Her first training target was her eldest son, George. However, George’s studies were not outstanding. He left home at the age of 17 to make a living, and soon fell in love with a girl and started a family. So she had to look forward to her second son Ernest. Ernest is indeed smart and capable, and won the hearts and minds of his mother. He went to London when he was 18 years old and became the breadwinner of the family for a time. Unfortunately, the good times did not last long. Ernest suffered from cholestasis in 1901 and died in London at the end of October that year. The heartbroken mother can only pin her hopes on her youngest son Lawrence. Because he was very thin at birth, he received a lot of love from his mother since he was a child. This can also be seen from the warm scene in “Piano” come out. And Lawrence did not let her down, and his grades at Nottingham Secondary School have always been among the best. Lydia always believed that Lawrence was “more important to her than any other child”. After experiencing the pain of a wrong marriage and the loss of a child, she seems to see new hope for revitalizing the family in her younger son. Lawrence, who grew up in such an environment, gradually formed a relationship with his mother that transcended the ordinary mother-son relationship. Lydia’s maternal love undoubtedly became an inexhaustible spiritual wealth for Lawrence throughout his life. When he sits down to create, all the words and the characters and plots they constitute naturally reveal the emotional care that his mother left him back then. This precious feeling is described in “Piano”.
  In 1901, during his high school graduation vacation, Lawrence followed his mother to the Haggs Farm, a few miles northeast of Eastwood, and met Jessie Chambers, the second daughter of the farmer, Mr. Chambers. . That day, the shy Lawrence A followed his mother and saw the old farmhouse for the first time. At the door he saw a girl in a dirty apron, with rosy cheeks and dark curly hair on her forehead, whose bright black eyes cast timidity, curiosity and distrust towards them eyes. She looked at the energetic woman and the slender boy in front of her, and she envied him very much when she saw that the boy was wearing the uniform of Eton College, and she had no chance to go to school herself. Fascinated by the fresh farm life, Lawrence spent almost half a day off every week on the farm, and his friendship with the Chambers grew. Mr. Chambers was ready to welcome him like his own son, which seemed to mark a new phase in Jess and Lawrence’s relationship. However, Lawrence’s frequent visits aroused the dissatisfaction of the mother, who had said bitterly that he should pack up and move directly to Haggs. The pure farm life seemed to have some kind of magic that made Lawrence subconsciously get out of the mining area where he lived, which meant that he would eventually leave his mother and go to the girl. This awakening of consciousness made Lydia panic. However, these subtle emotional changes unilaterally made by the mother did not affect the pace of the emotional development of the two young people.
  Because of Lawrence’s influence on Jessie’s family, they allowed her to step out of the kitchen and dairy farm and go back to school for teacher training. Lawrence was so obsessed with helping her achieve her ambitions that even before she went back to school, he gave her French and algebra classes and helped her prepare for exams in other subjects. The initial study was not so smooth, the brothers always pointed her finger at her, only Lawrence really understood her, and he encouraged her to “never lose heart”. Jessie seems to be his destined angel. Her mother only cares about the achievements that her writing brings to him, but Jessie is someone who appreciates and supports his writing career wholeheartedly. In September 1906, Lawrence entered the University of Nottingham. In June 1908, he obtained a teacher’s qualification certificate, and in October of the same year, he began to teach at Davidson Road Primary School in Croyton, a suburb of London, with an annual salary of 95 pounds. Although it was one of the best schools in the London area, he wasn’t really happy because he didn’t like the school routine. He said: “I can teach a hundred students; but I doubt whether I can produce a dozen students.” So he devoted his energy to writing. At first, Lawrence was not very confident in his own work. Every time he wrote an article, Jessie would be the first to read it and ask her for criticism. Even the first few poems he published publicly in 1909 were the first to be selected by Jessie for the English Review. Lawrence later recalled that he drew from his mother “the power of creation, the warmth of life”; however, it was Jess who “made this warmth as intense as the white light”.
  The heart-to-heart bond between the sweet lovers touched the nerves of the mother who “loved her dearly”. When Jessie was a guest at Lawrence’s house, her mother always gave her a little insult for some household chores. When the girl told him full of grievances, Lawrence not only did not stand on her side, but also got angry with her. In fact, Lawrence also knew that he was very unfair to Jessie, and he hurt himself when he treated her roughly. . He still couldn’t understand why his mother couldn’t get along with his sweetheart. He even begged his mother bitterly. Eventually Lawrence officially broke up with Jessie in 1910, a sad end to his first love.
  In 1910, it was indeed an eventful year for Lawrence, who was only 25 years old, when his mother suddenly fell ill and was later diagnosed with cancer. He couldn’t believe it when he heard about it. In fact, however, he has understood what this means, and he urged publishers to publish his novel “White Peacock” as soon as possible. “I don’t really care, but I hope to see it when my mother is still awake.” . He tried to do everything to save his mother’s life, but it was too late and all that awaited her was death. The melody of his life was about to disappear, the deep, unspoken love that had ruled his life. In that desperate autumn, Lawrence took time off from school every other weekend to go home to accompany his mother. During the day in his mother’s room, he just sat stiffly, with a drawing board on his knees, mechanically drawing his drawings, As if this was the only way to ease his grief. When he got the hardcover novel that the publisher had sent him in advance, he couldn’t wait to deliver it to his mother. However, the mother failed to respond, and she was dying. When his mother was dying, a heartbroken Lawrence wrote in a letter to a friend: “We love each other, almost as husband and wife, and also between mother and son… I believe, This peculiar fusion of hearts does not occur a second time in one’s life.” His affection for his mother became particularly strong at that time, however, the son’s affectionate affection did not prolong the life of the mother, who died of illness in December . The separation of life and death brought unbearable fright and pain to Lawrence. The moment death freed her, his spirit seemed to be free.
  The scenes of the past that I experienced with my mother flashed before the poet’s eyes, and the vivid memories in his mind are still touching and tearful. The thoughts of his mother are like the sound of a piano, conveying a kind of happy sadness, a kind of sweet melancholy, a kind of melancholy. A tender pain.

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