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10 of the Best Poems about Youth

In a previous post, we’ve gathered together ten of the very best poems about old age, but what about youth and youthfulness? Here’s our pick of ten of the greatest poems in the English language that celebrate or reflect upon youth and being young.

John Milton, ‘How Soon Hath Time’. ‘How soon hath Time, the subtle thief of youth, / Stol’n on his wing my three and twentieth year! / My hasting days fly on with full career, / But my late spring no bud or blossom shew’th.’ Milton (1608-74) was, by all accounts, a beautiful young man; and although at age 23 he felt his first flush of youth was already in the past, he continued to look angelically youthful. The fact that he wrote this sonnet at such a young age is a testament to his precocity as a poet.

Samuel Taylor Coleridge, ‘Youth and Age’. ‘You’re only as old as you feel’ might be a rough paraphrase of the main sentiment driving this poem, by one of English literature’s leading Romantic poets. Because of this, it’s an upbeat poem about growing old but also a great celebration of enduring and long-lasting youth. If we can but remain young in mind, then we are young, no matter that our bodies may be growing older. No: as Coleridge asserts, ‘Youth and I are house-mates still.’

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow, ‘My Lost Youth’. The title of this poem by the author of the Song of Hiawatha says it all: the poet reflects nostalgically on his lost youth in America: ‘Often I think of the beautiful town / That is seated by the sea; / Often in thought go up and down / The pleasant streets of that dear old town, / And my youth comes back to me.’

Matthew Arnold, ‘Youth and Calm’. Here we find the Victorian poet reflecting on death, but in doing so, his thoughts take him back to his youth. Why do young people find themselves longing for the grave? ‘But is a calm like this, in truth, / The crowning end of life and youth, / And when this boon rewards the dead, / Are all debts paid, has all been said?’

Ella Wheeler Wilcox, ‘The Lost Garden’. Can we ever reclaim our lost youth? That is a perennial theme among poets in particular. Here, Wilcox (1850-1919) uses the image of the garden to ruminate upon this question: ‘I would go back, but the ways are winding, / If ways there are to that land, in sooth; / For what man succeeds in ever finding / A path to the garden of his lost youth?’

A. E. Housman, ‘Delight It Is in Youth and May’. ‘Delight it is in youth and May / To see the morn arise, / And more delight to look all day / A lover in the eyes.’ Unusually for a poem by A. E. Housman (1859-1936), the Laureate of unrequited love, this poem begins with hope: morning, springtime, and youth. But as the short poem develops, we realise that all is not well in this Edenic world of youth the poet is painting…

W. B. Yeats, ‘Youth and Age’. This poem is a single quatrain, and so can be reproduced here in full:

Much did I rage when young,
Being by the world oppressed,
But now with flattering tongue
It speeds the parting guest.

The young poet was angry and possessed by a desire to tackle the injustices of the world. But world-weariness about being unable to change the world sets in once the poet’s youth has passed…

William Carlos Williams, ‘Youth and Beauty’. A domestic poem, this, brought to us by the American modernist poet who left his wife a note about having eaten all the plums in the icebox and who extolled the importance of a red wheelbarrow. Here, youth and beauty are examined through the image of a dishmop…

D. H. Lawrence, ‘Virgin Youth’. Lawrence (1885-1930) liked to confront taboos in his writing, particularly sexual taboos. In this early poem, he touches upon the topic of … self-pleasure, using suggestive language (the phrase ‘willy nilly’ is a loaded one here) to conjure up the experience of what the Victorians called ‘self-pollution’. A somewhat different poetic take on youth from the others on this list!

Wilfred Owen, ‘Anthem for Doomed Youth’. Of course, in the early twentieth century a whole generation of young men found their lives either altered forever, or, in many cases, tragically cut short, because of the First World War (1914-18). This sonnet by the finest war poet England has ever produced is full of concentrated anger and, true to Owen’s intentions, the pity of war.

2 Comments

  1. wonderful post !
    I found out about many poets from this post. thank You!

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