An Idle Fancy Impossible to be an innocent, The mind like sunshine on a magic day, Unmarred by soot or shrapnel mockery— To be a
Tag: Marly Youmans
Three Poems by Marly Youmans
After the Pandemonium Now take your offerings to some temple gate, Remembering the innocents, the wronged, And those who bore a share of guilt
Three Poems By Marly Youmans
Reverie The end of anything that’s beautiful Is never found; is like a bottomless Lake of clarity with pebbles falling; Like dream-born faces we