Excerpt from Dreams and Images: An Anthology of Catholic Poets
This is not a collection of devotional poems. It is not an attempt to rival O'rby Shipley's admirable Carmina Mariana or any other similar anthology. What I have tried to do is to bring together the poems in English that I like best that were written by Cath olics since the middle of the Nineteenth Century. There are in this book poems religious in theme; there are also love-songs and war-songs. But I think that it may be called a book of Catholic poems. For a Catholic is not a Catholic only when he prays; he is a Catholic in all the thoughts and actions of his life. And when a Catholic attempts to reflect in words some of the Beauty of which as a poet he is conscious, he cannot 'be far from prayer and adoration.
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People best know "Trees" (1913), work of American poet Alfred Joyce Kilmer, whom World War I killed.
Works of this prolific journalist, literary critic, lecturer, and editor celebrated the common beauty of the natural world as well as his religious faith; people remember him most for this short poem, published in the collection Trees and Other Poems in 1914. Despite his mostly unknown works, anthologies publish frequently a select few of his popular poems. Several contemporary critics of Kilmer and modern scholars disparaged his too simple, overly sentimental work and suggested his far too traditional, even archaic style.
Critics often compared Kilmer, considered the leading Catholic poet and lecturer of his generation in America to British contemporaries Gilbert Keith Chesterton (1874–1936) and Hilaire Belloc (1870–1953). Army of the United States deployed him to Europe at the time during the First World War as a sergeant in the 165th United States infantry regiment; the second battle of the Marne in 1918 killed Kilmer at 31 years of age.
OK so I'm trying to exercise my poetry muscles and it's not working. Probably a handful of these poems spoke to me and made me want to stop and contemplate. It's probably me - my inattention, impatience, etc.