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What is the best short poem to memorize? This list includes great poems that are easy to memorize such as "Dream within a Dream," "This Is Just to Say," "Richard Cory," and "First Fig." Memorizing poetry will prove to be an impressive trick at parties, will bring you closer to the poem, and foster a lifelong bond with literature that simply reading these poems doesn't offer. Poetry buffs might also enjoy the best poems about love and the best epic poems

Written works have the ability to make us feel. They make us want to believe, be inspired, and live vicariously through the stories we read on the page. Though short, these poems are full of rich imagery and hidden meaning. It is these elements which provoke readers to dig deeper, and memorizing the poem furthers that relationship even more.

Poets and their poetry have the ability to take readers places and into worlds never imagined. Poets can often be tortured souls or great thinkers who allow readers a new view on the world. Their skills with words, even when the poem is only a few lines long, draw the reader in, making us want to memorize certain works, like those on this list.

Vote up all good short poems to memorize below or add a the easiest famous poems to recite if they aren't already on the list.

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Fire and Ice


Some say the world will end in fire,
Some say in ice.
From what I’ve tasted of desire
I hold with those who favor fire.
But if it had to perish twice,
I think I know enough of hate
To say that for destruction ice
Is also great
And would suffice.

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Author: Robert Frost

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Trees


I think that I shall never see
A poem lovely as a tree.

A tree whose hungry mouth is prest
Against the earth’s sweet flowing breast;

A tree that looks at God all day,
And lifts her leafy arms to pray;

A tree that may in Summer wear
A nest of robins in her hair;

Upon whose bosom snow has lain;
Who intimately lives with rain.

Poems are made by fools like me,
But only God can make a tree.

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Author: Joyce Kilmer

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The Dust of Snow


The way a crow
Shook down on me
The dust of snow
From a hemlock tree

Has given my heart
A change of mood
And saved some part
Of a day I had rued.

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Author: Robert Frost

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Risk


And then the day came,
when the risk
to remain tight
in a bud
was more painful
than the risk
it took
to Blossom.

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Author: Anaïs Nin

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12 people just voted on Nothing Gold Can Stay


Nature’s first green is gold,
Her hardest hue to hold.
Her early leaf’s a flower;
But only so an hour.
Then leaf subsides to leaf.
So Eden sank to grief,
So dawn goes down to day.
Nothing gold can stay.

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Author: Robert Frost

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17 people just voted on The Purple Cow


I never saw a Purple Cow,
I never hope to see one,
But I can tell you, anyhow,
I’d rather see than be one!

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Author: Gelett Burgess

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The Rainy Day


The day is cold, and dark, and dreary;
It rains, and the wind is never weary;
The vine still clings to the mouldering wall,
But at every gust the dead leaves fall,
And the day is dark and dreary.

My life is cold, and dark, and dreary;
It rains, and the wind is never weary;
My thoughts still cling to the mouldering Past,
But the hopes of youth fall thick in the blast,
And the days are dark and dreary.

Be still, sad heart! and cease repining;
Behind the clouds is the sun still shining;
Thy fate is the common fate of all,
Into each life some rain must fall,
Some days must be dark and dreary.

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Author: Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

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A Dream Within a Dream


Take this kiss upon the brow!
And, in parting from you now,
Thus much let me avow —
You are not wrong, who deem
That my days have been a dream;
Yet if hope has flown away
In a night, or in a day,
In a vision, or in none,
Is it therefore the less gone?
All that we see or seem
Is but a dream within a dream.

I stand amid the roar
Of a surf-tormented shore,
And I hold within my hand
Grains of the golden sand —
How few! yet how they creep
Through my fingers to the deep,
While I weep — while I weep!
O God! Can I not grasp
Them with a tighter clasp?
O God! can I not save
One from the pitiless wave?
Is all that we see or seem
But a dream within a dream?

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Author: Edgar Allan Poe

Subjects: Dream

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