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Mark Olival-Bartley studied applied linguistics at Hawaii Pacific University, attaining B.A. and M.A. degrees in Teaching English as a Second Language, and poetry at the City College of New York. He is now writing a dissertation on the sonnets of E. A. Robinson at LMU, where he tutors composition alongside editing flyers on poetry and style. His poems and translations have appeared in journals on both sides of the Atlantic. He is the resident poet at EcoHealth, where his science-themed verse is regularly featured, and a senior copyeditor at Review of International American Studies. He also teaches at Münchner Volkshochschule and leads the Amerikahaus Literaturkreis.


On the Night of a Friend's Wedding

by Edwin Arlington Robinson

 If ever I am old, and all alone,
 I shall have killed one grief, at any rate;
 For then, thank God, I shall not have to wait
 Much longer for the sheaves that I have sown.
 The devil only knows what I have done,
 But here I am, and here are six or eight
 Good friends, who most ingenuously prate
 About my songs to such and such a one.

 But everything is all askew to-night, —
 As if the time were come, or almost come,
 For their untenanted mirage of me
 To lose itself and crumble out of sight,
 Like a tall ship that floats above the foam
 A little while, and then breaks utterly.

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