Classic and Contemporary Poetry
EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON, by EDWIN CARTY RANCK First Line: The world is what it is, no more nor less Last Line: And drives us forth with deft and busy broom. Subject(s): Robinson, Edwin Arlington (1869-1935) | ||||||||
The world is what it is, no more nor less; And we who live in it and laugh or sigh Must walk the plank while other ships go by With men aboard in search of happiness, Fleeing before the lash of life's duress. And so, jeered on by pirate laughs, we die, And raise bewildered faces to a sky That seems to mock our haltered helplessness. God may be in his heaven; I don't know, But we are dust of destiny, no more. And when the winds of passion cease to blow, Like dust we settle down upon the floor, And then the housemaid comes into the room And drives us forth with deft and busy broom. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...EDWIN ARLINGTON ROBINSON, (1869-1935) by FELIX STEFANILE AT THE GRAVE OF E. A. ROBINSON by HENRY SPLAWN TAYLOR THE WASTE LAND (1-5, COMPLETE) by THOMAS STEARNS ELIOT BLUE HOURS: 1. CLOUD-HORSE by RICK BAROT |
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