by: Joyce Kilmer (1886-1918)
- ometimes within the garden of your sweetness
I rest and dream and think of all the years
Before my soul had bloomed to fair completeness,
Those times of shadow-laughter, mixed with tears.
And in my dreams I see a gentle maiden
Whom I once loved and whom I still love, Sweet,
For she is like a rose with sunlight laden,
And my lips ache to kiss her little feet.
She is so pure the very sky above her
Is not so fair with all its white and blue,
And so, my love, I cannot help but love her
Although my life and love belong to you.
POEMS BY JOYCE KILMER
"Eadem" was originally
published in Summer of Love. Joyce Kilmer. New York: The Baker & Taylor Company, 1911..