The Machine (Robinson Jeffers Poem)
The little biplane that has the river-meadow for landing-field And carries passengers brief rides, Buzzed overhead on the tender blue ...
The little biplane that has the river-meadow for landing-field And carries passengers brief rides, Buzzed overhead on the tender blue ...
We, the Fairies, blithe and antic, Of dimensions not gigantic, Though the moonshine mostly keep us, Oft in orchards frisk ...
up the ladder and round the bend age spirals like a convolvulus its bells break into the light catching breath ...
A triune image, shades of Your beautiful grace Waiting available to me, meeting me where I am, when I am ...
Mankind, blind to its own ambitions, its own desires, blind to the consequences global consequences to our choices our hubris, ...
The white of the dusting of snow lingers in the shadows, on the fallen leaves, the cooler spots in the ...
Living inside himself Able to be at peace In cramped quarters Defined a part Only in the Service for a ...
Our own possessions -- though our own -- 'Tis well to hoard anew -- Remembering the Dimensions Of Possibility. (Emily ...
Where were you Shirley of the Sanguine Lake? Where did you disappear? The echoes of your empty house Were almost ...
I like the old house tolerably well, Where I must dwell Like a familiar gnome; And yet I never shall ...
Who played with a Dangerous Toy, and suffered a Catastrophe of considerable Dimensions When George's Grandmamma was told That George ...
An imaginary composer.] I. Hist, but a word, fair and soft! Forth and be judged, Master Hugues! Answer the question ...
SOME books are lies frae end to end, And some great lies were never penn'd: Ev'n ministers they hae been ...
I study the lives on a leaf: the little Sleepers, numb nudgers in cold dimensions, Beetles in caves, newts, stone-deaf ...
From star to star, from sun and spring and leaf, And almost audible flowers whose sound is silence, And in ...
Touch it: it won't shrink like an eyeball, This egg-shaped bailiwick, clear as a tear. Here's yesterday, last year --- ...
The small dogs look at the big dogs; They observe unwieldy dimensions And curious imperfections of odor. Here is the ...
From bristly foliage you fell complete, polished wood, gleaming mahogany, as perfect as a violin newly born of the treetops, ...
Within this sober Frame expect Work of no Forrain Architect; That unto Caves the Quarries drew, And Forrests did to ...
Senator, statesman, speaker of the House, exceptional dancer, slim, graceful, ugly. Proclaimed, before most, slavery an evil, broker of elections ...
Of Man's first disobedience, and the fruit Of that forbidden tree whose mortal taste Brought death into the World, and ...
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