Edwin Arlington Robinson

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

Shadrach O'Leary - Poem by Edwin Arlington Robinson

O’Leary was a poet—for a while:
He sang of many ladies frail and fair,
The rolling glory of their golden hair,
And emperors extinguished with a smile.
They foiled his years with many an ancient wile,
And if they limped, O’Leary didn’t care:
He turned them loose and had them everywhere,
Undoing saints and senates with their guile.

But this was not the end. A year ago
I met him—and to meet was to admire:
Forgotten were the ladies and the lyre,
And the small, ink-fed Eros of his dream.
By questioning I found a man to know—
A failure spared, a Shadrach of the Gleam.


Comments about Shadrach O'Leary by Edwin Arlington Robinson

  • Sylvaonyema Uba (2/11/2017 11:07:00 PM)


    ...and to meet was to admire.
    Well written!

    Sylva.
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  • (10/27/2009 3:15:00 PM)


    wow, i wonder if he is reflecting on himself? (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Friday, January 3, 2003



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