oh, i love e.a. robinson! altho i feel his lyric poems, as a rule, are far outstripped by the longer ones, which is part of the problem—people haven't got the patience for epics these days, and being underrated is rather an inevitable consequence of being underread!

(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?)