CEMETERY POEMS

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To Think Of Time

To think of time, of all that retrospection!
To think of to-day, and the ages continued henceforward!

Have you guess'd you yourself would not continue?
.....
Walt Whitman

Walt Whitman
Place For A Third

Nothing to say to all those marriages!
She had made three herself to three of his.
The score was even for them, three to three.
But come to die she found she cared so much:
.....
Robert Frost

Robert Frost
Captain Dobbin

CAPTAIN Dobbin, having retired from the South Seas
In the dumb tides of , with a handful of shells,
A few poisoned arrows, a cask of pearls,
And five thousand pounds in the colonial funds,
.....

Kenneth Slessor
Books Written On The Road

ocean wave moving across sail crape rays
sun glimmering sea rail sunset, campfire
beach street revolutionary figures, walk
taken along the sand, somewhere between
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Joseph Mayo Wristen
There Is

There is this ship which has taken my beloved back again
There are six Zeppelin sausages in the sky and with night
coming on it makes a man think of the maggots from which the
stars might some day be reborn
.....
Guillaume Apollinaire

Guillaume Apollinaire
Of De Witt Williams On His Way To Lincoln Cemetery

He was born in Alabama.
He was bred in Illinois.
He was nothing but a
Plain black boy.
.....

Gwendolyn Brooks
Last Will And Testament

Comrades, if I don't live to see the day
-- I mean,if I die before freedom comes --
take me away
and bury me in a village cemetery in Anatolia.
.....

Nazim Hikmet
For The Consecration Of A Cemetery.

This verdant field that smiles to Heaven
In Nature's bright array,
From common uses set apart,
We consecrate to-day.
.....

Horatio Alger, Jr.
A Question Of Privilege

Reported By Truthful James


It was Andrew Jackson Sutter who, despising Mr. Cutter for remarks
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Bret Harte

Bret Harte
Pauline Part I

To the memory of my devoted wife dead and gone yet always with me I dedicate

PAULINE

.....

Hanford Lennox Gordon
A Fantasy

I'll tell you something: every day
people are dying. And that's just the beginning.
Every day, in funeral homes, new widows are born,
new orphans. They sit with their hands folded,
.....
Louise Gluck

Louise Gluck
Workshop

I might as well begin by saying how much I like the title.
It gets me right away because I'm in a workshop now
so immediately the poem has my attention,
like the Ancient Mariner grabbing me by the sleeve.
.....

Billy Collins
America, America!

I am a poet of the Hudson River and the heights above it,
the lights, the stars, and the bridges
I am also by self-appointment the laureate of the Atlantic
-of the peoples' hearts, crossing it
.....
Delmore Schwartz

Delmore Schwartz
The Tombstone-maker

He primmed his loose red mouth and leaned his head
Against a sorrowing angel's breast, and said:
‘You'd think so much bereavement would have made
‘Unusual big demands upon my trade.
.....
Siegfried Sassoon

Siegfried Sassoon
Inscription For A Rural Cemetery

Peace to the dead! The forest weaves,
Around your couch, its shroud of leaves;
While shadows dim and silence deep,
Bespeak the quiet of your sleep.
.....

Sam G. Goodrich
Books In Red Binding

From heaven of a childhood life
A farewell to me you're sending,
The ever-loyal dear friends
Within a red worn down binding.
.....

Marina Ivanovna Tsvetaeva
Saving A Train

'Twas in the year of 1869, and on the 19th of November,
Which the people in Southern Germany will long remember,
The great rain-storm which for twenty hours did pour down,
That the rivers were overflowed and petty streams all around.
.....

William Topaz Mcgonagall
A Song Of Despair

The memory of you emerges from the night around me.
The river mingles its stubborn lament with the sea.

Deserted like the wharves at dawn.
.....
Pablo Neruda

Pablo Neruda
Cemetery

Who whispers here is forgotten.

Saliva's emptiest fruit
adorns the stones,
.....

Bill Knott
The View From An Attic Window

Among the high-branching, leafless boughs
Above the roof-peaks of the town,
Snowflakes unnumberably come down.

.....

Howard Nemerov
A Jewish Cemetery In Germany

On a little hill amid fertile fields lies a small cemetery,
a Jewish cemetery behind a rusty gate, hidden by shrubs,
abandoned and forgotten. Neither the sound of prayer
nor the voice of lamentation is heard there
.....

Yehuda Amichai
"restland."

Written In The Danville (KY.) Cemetery.


I.
.....

George W. Doneghy
Bad Luck

To roll the rock you fought
takes your courage, Sisyphus!
No matter what effort from us,
Art is long, and Time is short.
.....
Charles Baudelaire

Charles Baudelaire
Memorials Of A Tour In Italy, 1837 - I. - Musings Near Aquapendente - April 1837

Ye Apennines! with all your fertile vales
Deeply embosomed, and your winding shores
Of either sea an Islander by birth,
A Mountaineer by habit, would resound
.....
William Wordsworth

William Wordsworth
Seven Laments For The War-dead

1
Mr. Beringer, whose son
fell at the Canal that strangers dug
so ships could cross the desert,
.....

Yehuda Amichai
Place For A Third

Nothing to say to all those marriages!
She had made three herself to three of his.
The score was even for them, three to three.
But come to die she found she cared so much:
.....

Robert Lee Frost
The Ghoul And The Seraph

Scene: a cemetery, by moonlight. The Ghoul emerges from the shade of a cypress, and sings.

The Song

.....

Clark Ashton Smith
Nerves

Nerves are most extraordinary,
Full of useful information,
At a moment's notice merry
With abounding cacchination,
.....

Gamaliel Bradford
Orlando Furioso Canto 3

ARGUMENT
Restored to sense, the beauteous Bradamant
Finds sage Melissa in the vaulted tomb,
And hears from her of many a famous plant
.....

Ludovico Ariosto
Kora In Hell: Improvisations I

1


Fools have big wombs. For the rest?â??here is pennyroyal if one knows to use it. But time is only another liar, so go along the wall a little further: if blackberries prove bitter there'll be mushrooms, fairy- ring mushrooms, in the grass, sweetest of all fungi.
.....
William Carlos Williams

William Carlos Williams
Not Believing In The Resurrection

I

Not believing in the Resurrection,
we strolled in the cemetery.
.....

Osip Emilevich Mandelstam
The Face Of Qana

The face of Qana
Pale, like that of Jesus
and the sea breeze of Aprilâ?¦
Rains of blood.. and tears..
.....

Nizar Qabbani
Foresight

An 'actors' cemetery'! Sure
The devil never tires
Of planning places to procure
The sticks to feed his fires.
.....

Ambrose Bierce
Le Guignon (ill-starred)

Pour soulever un poids si lourd,
Sisyphe, il faudrait ton courage!
Bien qu'on ait du coeur à l'ouvrage,
L'Art est long et le Temps est court.
.....
Charles Baudelaire

Charles Baudelaire
He Mourned His Master

INTRODUCTION
The theme is ancient as the hills,
With all their prehistoric glory;
But yet of Corney and his friend,
.....
Henry Lawson

Henry Lawson
Lesbia's Daughter

LESBIA'S daughter, I shall tell no lie,
Here's no fit amber for such a dainty fly.
Let them embalm your beauty whoso can
In boastful odes, I'm a more honest man.
.....

Kenneth Slessor
In A Breton Cemetery

They sleep well here,
These fisher-folk who passed their anxious days
In fierce Atlantic ways;
And found not there,
.....

Ernest Christopher Dowson
Ode At Magnolia Cemetery

Sleep sweetly in your humble graves,
Sleep, martyrs of a fallen cause;
Though yet no marble column craves
The pilgrim here to pause.
.....

Henry Timrod
A Bad Night

DRAMATIS PERSONAE.

VILLIAM _a Sen_
NEEDLESON _a Sidniduc_
.....

Ambrose Bierce
A Poem. Dedication Of The Pittsfield Cemetery

ANGEL of Death! extend thy silent reign!
Stretch thy dark sceptre o�er this new domain
No sable car along the winding road
Has borne to earth its unresisting load;
.....

Oliver Wendell Holmes
At Magnolia Cemetery

SLEEP sweetly in your humble graves,
Sleep, martyrs of a fallen cause;
Though yet no marble column craves
The pilgrim here to pause.
.....

Henry Timrod
Visiting A Dead Man On A Summer Day

In flat America, in Chicago,
Graceland cemetery on the German North Side.
Forty feet of Corinthian candle
celebrate Pullman embedded
.....

Marge Piercy
Spleen (i)

Pluviôse, irrité contre la ville entière,
De son urne à grands flots verse un froid ténébreux
Aux pâles habitants du voisin cimetière
Et la mortalité sur les faubourgs brumeux.
.....
Charles Baudelaire

Charles Baudelaire
In Beechwood Cemetery

Here the dead sleep--the quiet dead. No sound
Disturbs them ever, and no storm dismays.
Winter mid snow caresses the tired ground,
And the wind roars about the woodland ways.
.....

Archibald Lampman
Barney Hainsfeather

If the excursion train to Peoria
Had just been wrecked, I might have escaped with my life-
Certainly I should have escaped this place.
But as it was burned as well, they mistook me
.....
Edgar Lee Masters

Edgar Lee Masters
A Question Of Privilege

It was Andrew Jackson Sutter who, despising Mr. Cutter for remarks he heard him utter in debate upon the floor,
Swung him up into the skylight, in the peaceful, pensive twilight, and then keerlessly proceeded, makin' no account what we did To wipe up with his person casual dust upon the floor.

Now a square fight never frets me, nor unpleasantness upsets me, but the simple thing that gets me now the job is done and gone,
.....

Bret Harte (francis)
In A Breton Cemetery

They sleep well here,
These fisher-folk who passed their anxious days
In fierce Atlantic ways;
And found not there,
.....
Ernest Dowson

Ernest Dowson
The Jewish Cemetery At Newport

How strange it seems! These Hebrews in their graves,
Close by the street of this fair seaport town,
Silent beside the never-silent waves,
At rest in all this moving up and down!
.....
Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
Nothing Remains

Nothing remains of unrecorded ages
That lie in the silent cemetery time;
Their wisdom may have shamed our wisest sages,
Their glory may have been indeed sublime.
.....
Ella Wheeler Wilcox

Ella Wheeler Wilcox