Marina Tsvetaeva

• Just yesterday, you met my gaze..., by Andrey Kneller
  Just yesterday, you met my gaze, / Now you avoid it, grim and dark! / You used to stay till morning rays, — / Now, ravens have replaced the lark...
• Still yesterday he met my gaze..., by Peter Tempest
  Still yesterday he met my gaze, / But now his eyes are darting shiftly! / Till birdsong at first light he stayed, —  / Now larks are crows, met...
• Yesterday he still looked in my eyes..., by Elaine Feinstein
  Yesterday he still looked in my eyes, yet / today his looks are bent aside. Yesterday / he sat here until the birds began, but / today all those...