William Butler Yeats (13 June 1865 – 28 January 1939 / County Dublin / Ireland)
Poems by William Butler Yeats : 40 / 402
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
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Poems by William Butler Yeats : 40 / 402
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I wash my fingers b-4 I smell! ! ! !