Poetic Openings : Edwin Arlington Robinson to Edwin Arlington Robinson

Poet : Edwin Arlington Robinson : Poem : Ballade Of Broken Flutes : First Line : (To A. T. Schumann.)
Poet : Edwin Arlington Robinson : Poem : Ballade Of Dead Friends : First Line : As we the withered ferns
Poet : Edwin Arlington Robinson : Poem : Ben Jonson Entertains A Man From Stratford : First Line : You are a friend then, as I make it out,
Poet : Edwin Arlington Robinson : Poem : Ben Trovato : First Line : The deacon thought. “I know them,” he began,
Poet : Edwin Arlington Robinson : Poem : Bewick Finzer : First Line : Time was when his half million drew

Poet : Edwin Arlington Robinson : Poem : Bokardo : First Line : Well, Bokardo, here we are;
Poet : Edwin Arlington Robinson : Poem : Bon Voyage : First Line : Child of a line accurst
Poet : Edwin Arlington Robinson : Poem : Boston : First Line : My northern pines are good enough for me,
Poet : Edwin Arlington Robinson : Poem : But For The Grace Of God : First Line : “There, but for the grace of God, goes…“
Poet : Edwin Arlington Robinson : Poem : Calvary : First Line : Friendless and faint, with martyred steps and slow,