National Poetry Month, Day 26
Apr. 26th, 2009 10:16 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
Because Edwin Arlington Robinson is so good, and so underrated.
Doctor of Billiards
Of all among the fallen from on high,
We count you last and leave you to regain
Your born dominion of a life made vain
By three spheres of insidious ivory.
You dwindle to the lesser tragedy —
Content, you say. We call, but you remain.
Nothing alive gone wrong could be so plain,
Or quite so blasted with absurdity.
You click away the kingdom that is yours,
And you click off your crown for cap and bells;
You smile, who are still master of the feast,
And for your smile we credit you the least;
But when your false, unhallowed laugh occurs,
We seem to think there may be something else.
Doctor of Billiards
Of all among the fallen from on high,
We count you last and leave you to regain
Your born dominion of a life made vain
By three spheres of insidious ivory.
You dwindle to the lesser tragedy —
Content, you say. We call, but you remain.
Nothing alive gone wrong could be so plain,
Or quite so blasted with absurdity.
You click away the kingdom that is yours,
And you click off your crown for cap and bells;
You smile, who are still master of the feast,
And for your smile we credit you the least;
But when your false, unhallowed laugh occurs,
We seem to think there may be something else.
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Date: 2009-04-27 04:54 am (UTC)no subject
Date: 2009-04-27 05:34 am (UTC)(having said that, of course, "eros turannos" is less than 50 lines, & amazing—the final couplet, with that "stairway to the sea / where down the blind are driven," makes me shudder every time. how so good, edwin, how so good?)