“Where's the need of singing now?”-
Smooth your brow,
Momus, and be reconciled,
For King Kronos is a child-
Child and father,
Or god rather,
And all gods are wild.
“Who reads Byron any more?”-
Shut the door,
Momus, for I feel a draught;
Shut it quick, for some one laughed.-
“What's become of
Browning? Some of
Wordsworth lumbers like a raft?
“What are poets to find here?”-
Have no fear:
When the stars are shining blue
There will yet be left a few
Themes availing-
And these failing,
Momus, there'll be you.
Momus
Edwin Arlington Robinson
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Poem topics: father, fear, feel, god, wild, blue, king, door, shining, child, I love you, I miss you, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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