The Clerks

The Clerks by Edwin Arlington Robinson

The speaker returns to find familiar men still standing where they once stood, much as they had in youth, when they imagined brighter days and were admired by women. Though age has given them an antiquated manner and a worn, brotherly resemblance, they remain as good and human as before. Addressing those who seek sublimity or take pride in lineage, the speaker declares that poets and kings alike are merely clerks of Time, endlessly measuring out the same dull dissatisfaction and the same sorrowful length of passing years.

By Edwin Arlington Robinson · First published 1897 · Genre: Lyric Poetry, Sonnet, Philosophical Poetry · 152 words

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I DID not think that I should find them there

When I came back again; but there they stood, / As in the days they dreamed of when young blood

Was in their cheeks and women called them fair.

Be sure, they met me with an ancient air, -

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poetry · American literature · narrative poem · dramatic monologue · small-town life · New England · clerical work · office workers · social observation · disillusionment · isolation · routine

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