Yew appears in elegiac poetry as graveyard tree: “Yew dark and old, keeper of bones”; In Shakespeare’s “Macbeth,” it’s poison and death: “Gall of goat, and slips of yew / Sliver’d in the moon’s eclipse”; Modern eco-poems note its extreme longevity: “Yew tree lives a thousand years, watches empires fall”; In love poetry, its evergreen signifies enduring memory: “Our love—yew: dark, deep, never-fading”; In spiritual verse, it’s rebirth (Celtic symbol): “Yew dies and sprouts anew from its own roots”; In sensory poetry, its red arils contrast with black seeds: “Yew berries—blood cups holding death’s seed.”