William Butler Yeats (13 June 1865 – 28 January 1939 / County Dublin / Ireland)
A Stick Of Incense
Whence did all that fury come?
From empty tomb or Virgin womb?
Saint Joseph thought the world would melt
But liked the way his finger smelt.
William Butler Yeats
Submitted: Tuesday, May 15, 2001
Read poems about / on: world
Comments about this poem (A Stick Of Incense by William Butler Yeats )
People who read William Butler Yeats also read
Top 500 Poems
The Road Not Taken
If You Forget Me
Still I Rise
Edgar Allan Poe
I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings
Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
William Ernest Henley