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Alfred Joyce Kilmer's Poetry, by title

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  • A Blue Valentine
    (For Aline)
    Monsignore,
    61 lines
  • Alarm Clocks
    When Dawn strides out to wake a dewy farm
    Across green fields and yellow hills of hay
    14 lines
  • Apology
    For blows on the fort of evil
    That never shows a breach,
    40 lines
  • As Winds That Blow Against A Star
    (For Aline)
    Now by what whim of wanton chance
    13 lines
  • Ballade Of My Lady's Beauty
    Squire Adam had two wives, they say,
      Two wives had he, for his delight,
    32 lines
  • Citizen Of The World
    No longer of Him be it said
    "He hath no place to lay His head."
    19 lines
  • Dave Lilly
    There's a brook on the side of Greylock that used to be full of trout,
    But there's nothing there now but minnows; they say it is all fished out.
    33 lines
  • Delicatessen
    Why is that wanton gossip Fame
    So dumb about this man's affairs?
    92 lines
  • Easter
    The air is like a butterfly
    With frail blue wings.
    4 lines, 3 comments
  • Easter Week
    "Romantic Ireland's dead and gone,
    It's with O'Leary in the grave."
    36 lines, 1 comment
  • Father Gerard Hopkins, S. J.
    Why didst thou carve thy speech laboriously,
    And match and blend thy words with curious art?
    14 lines
  • Folly
    (For A. K. K.)
    What distant mountains thrill and glow
    25 lines
  • Gates And Doors
    There was a gentle hostler
    (And blessed be his name!)
    52 lines
  • Houses
    When you shall die and to the sky
    Serenely, delicately go,
    32 lines
  • In Memory
    I
    Serene and beautiful and very wise,
    45 lines
  • In Memory Of Rupert Brooke
    In alien earth, across a troubled sea,
    His body lies that was so fair and young.
    14 lines
  • Kings
    The Kings of the earth are men of might,
    And cities are burned for their delight,
    8 lines
  • Lionel Johnson
    There was a murkier tinge in London's air
    As if the honest fog blushed black for shame.
    14 lines
  • Love's Lantern
    (For Aline)
    Because the road was steep and long
    13 lines
  • Madness
    (For Sara Teasdale)
    The lonely farm, the crowded street,
    21 lines
  • Main Street
    (For S.M.L.)
    I like to look at the blossomy track of the moon upon the sea,
    25 lines
  • Martin
    When I am tired of earnest men,
    Intense and keen and sharp and clever,
    40 lines
  • Memorial Day
    The bugle echoes shrill and sweet,
    But not of war it sings today.
    20 lines, 1 comment
  • Mid-Ocean In War-Time
    The fragile splendour of the level sea,
    The moon's serene and silver-veiled face,
    14 lines
  • Mount Houvenkopf
    Serene he stands, with mist serenely crowned,
    And draws a cloak of trees about his breast.
    14 lines
  • Multiplication
    I take my leave, with sorrow, of Him I love so well;
    I look my last upon His small and radiant prison-cell;
    16 lines
  • Old Poets
    (For Robert Cortez Holliday)
    If I should live in a forest
    37 lines
  • Pennies
    A few long-hoarded pennies in his hand
    Behold him stand;
    26 lines
  • Poets
    Vain is the chiming of forgotten bells
    That the wind sways above a ruined shrine.
    8 lines
  • Prayer Of A Soldier In France
    My shoulders ache beneath my pack
        (Lie easier, Cross, upon His back).
    15 lines, 2 comments
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