In Warsaw in Poland Half the world away, The one I love best of all Thought of me to-day; I know, for I went Winged as a bird, In the wide flowing wind His own voice I heard; His arms were round me In a ferny place, I looked in the pool And there was his face But now it is night And the cold stars say: Warsaw in Poland Is half the world away." | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE COMPLAINT OF CHAUCER TO HIS EMPTY PURSE by GEOFFREY CHAUCER THE VANISHING RED by ROBERT FROST BINSEY POPLARS (FELLED 1879) by GERARD MANLEY HOPKINS AN HORATIAN ODE UPON CROMWELL'S RETURN FROM IRELAND by ANDREW MARVELL THOUGHTS WHILE PACKING A TRUNK by CHRISTOPHER DARLINGTON MORLEY MY FRIEND by JOHANNA AMBROSIUS |