Poets | Poem of the Day | Top 40 | Search | Comments | Privacy
April 21st, 2018 - we have 234 poets, 8,025 poems and 327,546 comments.
Joyce Kilmer - Mid-ocean in War-time

(For My Mother)

The fragile splendour of the level sea,
The moon's serene and silver-veiled 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!

Share |

Added: Aug 7 2004 | Viewed: 4027 times | Comments and analysis of Mid-ocean in War-time by Joyce Kilmer Comments (1)

Mid-ocean in War-time - Comments and Information

Poet: Joyce Kilmer
Poem: 22. Mid-ocean in War-time
Volume: Main Street and Other Poems
Year: Published/Written in 1917

Comment 1 of 1, added on January 31st, 2008 at 9:05 PM.

That is a great poem. I have never heard of Joyce Kilmer until not to long when I was assigned a paper on him.

Sheldon Rettner from Italy

Are you looking for more information on this poem? Perhaps you are trying to analyze it? The poem, Mid-ocean in War-time, has received one comment so far. Click here to read it, and perhaps post a comment of your own.

Poem Info

Kilmer Info
Copyright © 2000-2015 Gunnar Bengtsson. All Rights Reserved. Links