
The poem describes a scene of war at sea, where the speaker reflects on the futility and horror of conflict. The poem's central image is that of a ship in the middle of the ocean, surrounded by death and destruction. The speaker notes the contrast between the peacefulness of nature and the brutality of war.
By Joyce Kilmer · First published 1918 · Genre: War Poetry, Lyric Poetry, Imagism · 165 words
(For My Mother)
The fragile splendour of the level sea, / The moon's serene and silver-veilèd face, / Make of this vessel an enchanted place / Full of white mirth and golden sorcery. / Now, for a time, shall careless laughter be / Blended with song, to lend song sweeter grace, / And the old stars, in their unending race, / Shall heed and envy young humanity.
And yet to-night, a hundred leagues away, / These waters blush a strange and awful red. / Before the moon, a cloud obscenely grey / Rises from decks that crash with flying lead. / And these stars smile their immemorial way / On waves that shroud a thousand newly dead!
Mid-Ocean in War-Time is listed on Textopian as a poem by Joyce Kilmer, dated 1918 CE.
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War Literature · Poetry Collection · WWI Poetry · American Literature · Oceanic Imagery · Imagism Movement · Symbolism · Nature Writing · Patriotism · Nationalism · Military Service · Soldier's Experience