Top 100 Poems About: MEMORY

In this page, poems on / about “memory” are listed.
  • 1.
    In Memory Of My Mother

    I do not think of you lying in the wet clay
    Of a Monaghan graveyard; I see
    You walking down a lane among the poplars
    On your way to the station, or happily read more »

    Patrick Kavanagh
  • 2.
    Memory Of My Father

    Every old man I see
    Reminds me of my father
    When he had fallen in love with death
    One time when sheaves were gathered. read more »

    Patrick Kavanagh
  • 3.
    After The Funeral (In Memory Of Ann Jones)

    After the funeral, mule praises, brays,
    Windshake of sailshaped ears, muffle-toed tap
    Tap happily of one peg in the thick
    Grave's foot, blinds down the lids, the teeth in black, read more »

    Dylan Thomas
  • 4.
    A Memory Of June

    When June comes dancing o'er the death of May,
    With scarlet roses tinting her green breast,
    And mating thrushes ushering in her day,
    And Earth on tiptoe for her golden guest, read more »

    Claude McKay
  • 5.
    First Memory

    Long ago, I was wounded. I lived
    to revenge myself
    against my father, not
    for what he was-- read more »

    Louise Gluck
  • 6.
    In Memory Of My Feelings

    My quietness has a man in it, he is transparent
    and he carries me quietly, like a gondola, through the streets.
    He has several likenesses, like stars and years, like numerals. read more »

    Frank O'Hara
  • 7.

    A pen--to register; a key--
    That winds through secret wards
    Are well assigned to Memory
    By allegoric Bards. read more »

    William Wordsworth
  • 8.
    A Man (In Memory Of H. Of M.)


    In Casterbridge there stood a noble pile,
    Wrought with pilaster, bay, and balustrade read more »

    Thomas Hardy
  • 9.
    A Memory (From A Sonnet- Sequence)

    Somewhile before the dawn I rose, and stept
    Softly along the dim way to your room,
    And found you sleeping in the quiet gloom,
    And holiness about you as you slept. read more »

    Rupert Brooke
  • 10.
    Elegy To The Memory Of An Unfortunate Lady

    What beck'ning ghost, along the moon-light shade
    Invites my steps, and points to yonder glade?
    'Tis she!--but why that bleeding bosom gor'd,
    Why dimly gleams the visionary sword? read more »

    Alexander Pope
  • 11.

    ask me to tell how it feels
    remembering your mother's face
    turned to water under the white words
    of the man at the shoe store. ask me, read more »

    Lucille Clifton
  • 12.
    Memory Of Sun

    Memory of sun seeps from the heart.
    Grass grows yellower.
    Faintly if at all the early snowflakes
    Hover, hover. read more »

    Anna Akhmatova