Poppies, by Cecil Maurice Bowra The gay day flames. The grass is still. /
Like greedy impotence, poppies rise, /
like lips that lust and poison fill, /
like wings of scarlet bu...
Poppies, by Vladimir Markov and Merrill Sparks The gladsome day burns on... and mixed with the spent grass, /
Patches of poppies shine like greedy impotence, /
Like lips, seduction-full, throug...
Poppies, by Yevgeny Bonver The gay day is ablaze... And in the languid grass /
The poppies’ patches burn like impotent desire... /
Like lips that can allure or deathly poiso...
Poppies, by R. H. Morrison The joyful day blazes... Amid the languid grass, /
Everywhere are poppies in patches-like eager /
Impotence, like lips filled with temptation /
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