Poems

• Your thoughts don't have words every day

  Your thoughts don't have words every day / They come a single time / Like signal esoteric sips …

• Yourself

  ’t is to yourself I speak; you cannot know / Him whom I call in speaking such a one, / For you beneath the earth lie buried low, …

  by Jones Very

• Youth

  Out of the heart there flew a little singing bird, / Past the dawn and the dew, where leaves of morning stirred, / And the heart, which followed on, said: “Though the bird be flown …

  by Virginia Woodward Cloud

• Youth and Age

  Verse, a breeze 'mid blossoms straying, / Where Hope clung feeding, like a bee— / Both were mine! Life went a-maying …

  by Samuel Taylor Coleridge

• Youth and Love

  From “Festus” / SAY gray-beards what they please, / The heart of age is like an emptied wine-cup; …

  by Philip James Bailey

• Youth in Arms

  Happy boy, happy boy, / David the immortal-willed, / Youth a thousand thousand times …

  by Harold Monro

• Ypres

  Au temps des communiers têtus et arrogants, / Ypres, la ville égale et de Bruge et de Gand, / Soutint sièges sans fin et révoltes sans nombre, …

  by Émile Verhaeren

• Yseulte

  Parmi les trèfles d'or et les roses d'émail, / Peinte avec des yeux verts et des cheveux de cuivre / Sur un ciel d'ocre pale, Yseulte clôt le livre, …

  by Jean Lorrain

• Yuki

  When cherry flowers begin to blow / With Yuki’s face beneath them, / The richest petals lose their glow, …

  by Mary McNeil Fenollosa

• Yuma

  Weary, weary, desolate, / Sand-swept, parched, and cursed of fate; / Burning, but how passionless! …

  by Charles Henry Phelps

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