Aline Murray Kilmer

(1888-1941 / the USA)

Aline Murray Kilmer Poems

1. The Heart Knoweth Its Own Bitterness 10/5/2010
2. Daimon 10/5/2010
3. Light Lover 10/5/2010
4. Song Against Children 10/5/2010
5. The Harp 10/5/2010
6. To A Child Shut In A Bedroom 10/5/2010
7. To An Intruder 10/5/2010
8. To Sappho, About Her Apple 10/5/2010
9. Tribute 10/5/2010
10. Unlearning 10/5/2010
11. Victory 10/5/2010
12. Vigils 10/5/2010
13. The Stirrup Cup 10/5/2010
14. The Touch Of Tears 10/5/2010
15. Words To An Irish Air 10/5/2010
16. Shards 10/5/2010
17. Tour De Force 10/5/2010
18. The Garden 10/5/2010
19. One Shall Be Taken And The Other Left 10/5/2010
20. Perversity 10/5/2010
21. Knowledge 10/5/2010
22. A Wind Rose In The Night 10/5/2010
23. Ambition 10/5/2010
24. For All Ladies Of Shalott 10/5/2010
25. Charmian’s Song 10/5/2010
26. Atonement 10/5/2010
27. Prevision 10/5/2010
28. The Gift 10/5/2010
29. Things 10/5/2010
30. The Night Cometh 10/5/2010
31. Violin Song 10/5/2010
32. If I Had Loved You More 10/5/2010
33. Bound 10/5/2010
Best Poem of Aline Murray Kilmer


IF I had loved you, soon, ah, soon I had lost you.
Had I been kind you had kissed me and gone your faithless way.
The kiss that I would not give is the kiss that your lips are holding:
Now you are mine forever, because of all I have cost you.

You think that you are free and have given over your sighing,
You think that from my coldness your love has flown away:
But mine are the hands you shall dream that your own are holding,
And mine is the face you shall look for when you are dying.

Read the full of Bound


WHEN a storm comes up at night and the wind is crying,
When the trees are moaning like masts on laboring ships,
I wake in fear and put out my hand to find you
With your name on my lips.

No pain that the heart can hold is like to this one–
To call, forgetting, into aching space,
To reach out confident hands and find beside you
Only an empty place.

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