THE autobiographical sequence of Look, we have come through! ends strangely with a handful of poems which appear to record an annihilation of the ego. The annihilation of the ego is an essential phase in the mystical experience; it is the preliminary to a rebirth. And these final poems seem to assert a rebirth. We must examine them carefully.
The first is entitled 'New Heaven and Earth.' Lawrence records his shy entry into a new world. He was so weary of the world, he says; everything was tainted with himself.
I was a lover, I kissed the woman I loved
and God of horror, I was kissing also myself.
In the end it was an unforgettable, maniacal horror. But at last came death, sufficiency of death. Apparently this 'sufficiency of death' came partly through an imaginative enduring of the horrors of the war. Lawrence died, because he in imagination endured the deaths of many men. He, with them, was 'dead and trodden to nought in the sour black earth of the tomb; dead and trodden to nought, trodden to nought.'
Then came a resurrection, 'risen, not born again, but risen, body the same as before.' And the manner of the resurrection was this:
I, in the sour black tomb, trodden to absolute death, I put out my hand in the night, one night, and my hand