Poems begining by J
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Joy in the Woods
© Claude McKay
There is joy in the woods just now,
The leaves are whispers of song,
Jerusalem
© Naomi Shihab Nye
“Let’s be the same wound if we must bleed.
Let’s fight side by side, even if the enemy
is ourselves: I am yours, you are mine.”
—Tommy Olofsson, Sweden
I’m not interested in
who suffered the most.
I’m interested in
people getting over it.
['Joy of my life, full oft for loving you']
© Edmund Spenser
Joy of my life, full oft for loving you
I bless my lot, that was so lucky placed:
Jesus Comforts His Mother
© Pierre Reverdy
A baby is borne us blis to bring;
A maidden, I hard, Loullay, sing:
Dere son, now leive thy wepping,
Thy fadere is the King of Blis.
Jordan (I)
© George Herbert
Who says that fictions only and false hair
Become a verse? Is there in truth no beauty?
Is all good structure in a winding stair?
May no lines pass, except they do their duty
Not to a true, but painted chair?
July in Washington
© Robert Lowell
The stiff spokes of this wheel?
touch the sore spots of the earth.??
Jerusalem Delivered - Book 04 - part 06
© Torquato Tasso
LXXXI
"Ah! be it not pardie declared in France,
Jerusalem ["And did those feet in ancient time"]
© William Blake
And did those feet in ancient time
Walk upon Englands mountains green:
Je pressais ton bras qui tremble
© Victor Marie Hugo
Je pressais ton bras qui tremble ;
Nous marchions tous deux ensemble,
Tous deux heureux et vainqueurs.
La nuit était calme et pure ;
Dieu remplissait la nature
L'amour emplissait nos coeurs.
Jessie Mitchell’s Mother
© Gwendolyn Brooks
Into her mother’s bedroom to wash the ballooning body.
“My mother is jelly-hearted and she has a brain of jelly:
Jim Crow Cars
© Lizelia Augusta Jenkins Moorer
If within the cruel Southland you have chanced to take a ride,
You the Jim Crow cars have noticed, how they crush a Negro's pride,
How he pays a first class passage and a second class receives,
Gets the worst accommodations ev'ry friend of truth believes.
Joining The Colours
© Katharine Tynan
THERE they go marching all in step so gay!
Smooth-cheeked and golden, food for shells and guns.
Blithely they go as to a wedding day,
The mothers' sons.
Jerusalem Delivered - Book 05 - part 04
© Torquato Tasso
XLIX
"If then you scorn to be in prison pent,
Jackfruit
© Ho Xuan Huong
My body is like a jackfruit swinging on a tree
My skin is rough, my pulp is thick
Dear prince, if you want me pierce me upon your stick
Don't squeeze, I'll ooze and stain your hands
Jabberwocky
© Lewis Carroll
’Twas brillig, and the slithy toves
Did gyre and gimble in the wabe:
All mimsy were the borogoves,
And the mome raths outgrabe.
Julian and Maddalo
© Percy Bysshe Shelley
As thus I spoke
Servants announc'd the gondola, and we
Through the fast-falling rain and high-wrought sea
Sail'd to the island where the madhouse stands.
