Edwin Arlington Robinson

(22 December 1869 – 6 April 1935 / Maine / United States)

Doctor Of Billiards

Poem by Edwin Arlington Robinson

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.

Comments about Doctor Of Billiards by Edwin Arlington Robinson

  • Michael WalkerMichael Walker (2/11/2020 5:51:00 PM)

    A critical appraisal of the doctor of billiards.He has wasted his life playing
    an addictive game. Many men do this, in my experience.
    'You click away the kingdom that is yours, '- the best line, I think.(Report)Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003