
The poem explores the fleeting nature of memory and its relationship to time. It describes how memories are lost over time, like leaves falling from a tree in autumn. The speaker reflects on the passing of years and the loss of loved ones, highlighting the impermanence of human experience.
By Joyce Kilmer · First published 1918 · Genre: Lyric Poetry, Religious Poetry, Romantic Poetry · 506 words
I. Serene and beautiful and very wise, Most erudite in curious Grecian lore, You lay and read your learned books, and bore A weight of unshed tears and silent sighs. The song within your heart could never rise Until love bade it spread its wings and soar. Nor could you look on Beauty's face before A poet's burning mouth had touched your eyes. Love is made out of ecstasy and wonder; Love is a poignant and accustomed pain. It is a burst of Heaven-shaking thunder; It is a linnet's fluting after rain. Love's voice is through your song; above and under And in each note to echo and remain.
In Memory is listed on Textopian as a poem by Joyce Kilmer, dated 1918 CE.
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Poetry · Nature · Memorial · Loss · Grief · Mourning · Remembrance · Memory · Elegy · Tribute · Ode · Reflection