
Isaac and Archibald
Edwin Arlington Robinson
This week’s podcast is my reading of a poem of some length, a wistful reminiscence by Edwin Arlington Robinson, who imagines himself as a boy with two old men for friends, Isaac and Archibald, as he looks back upon them from the vantage of grown manhood many years later. Like so many American poems written not all that long ago, “Isaac and Archibald” seems to describe a lost world, one in which a boy might tag along after an old man on a five-mile walk to visit another old man, his friend that he worries about (for each of the old men worries about the other one). The boy might be gone all day, and nobody would think it ill or unusual. For that is the sort of thing boys have always done, as Robinson’s speaker himself says; it is a “small boy’s adhesiveness / To competent old age.”
The poem is written in blank verse, that is, unrhymed iambic pentameter, with five strong beats per line. (Sometime soon I will explain it to everyone.) It’s the meter most natural for rendering Eng…
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