Joyce Kilmer Poems
|2.||In Memory of Rupert Brooke||6/11/2015|
|4.||Gates and Doors||7/23/2015|
|5.||Queen Elizabeth Speaks||6/10/2016|
|6.||The Big Top||8/29/2016|
|8.||Age Comes A-Wooing||5/14/2015|
|9.||The Ballade Of Butterflies||12/13/2014|
|11.||The New School||11/27/2014|
|12.||Mid-Ocean In War-Time||1/21/2015|
|14.||The Apartment House||12/31/2002|
|15.||Servant Girl And Grocer's Boy||12/31/2002|
|16.||The Fourth Shepherd||12/31/2002|
|17.||The White Ships And The Red||12/31/2002|
|20.||To Certain Poets||12/31/2002|
|21.||St. Alexis, Patron Of Beggars||12/31/2002|
|22.||To A Blackbird And His Mate Who Died In The Spring||12/31/2002|
|24.||The Snowman In The Yard||12/31/2002|
|39.||To A Young Poet Who Killed Himself||12/31/2002|
The House With Nobody In It
Whenever I walk to Suffern along the Erie track
I go by a poor old farmhouse with its shingles broken and black.
I suppose I've passed it a hundred times, but I always stop for a minute
And look at the house, the tragic house, the house with nobody in it.
I never have seen a haunted house, but I hear there are such things;
That they hold the talk of spirits, their mirth and sorrowings.
I know this house isn't haunted, and I wish it were, I do;
For it wouldn't be so lonely if it had a ghost or two.
This house on the road to Suffern needs a dozen panes of ...
A Blue Valentine
Right Reverend Bishop Valentinus,
Sometime of Interamna, which is called Ferni,
Now of the delightful Court of Heaven,
I respectfully salute you,
And I kiss your episcopal ring.