Apology For Bad Dreams (Robinson Jeffers Poems)
IIn the purple light, heavy with redwood, the slopes drop seaward,Headlong convexities of forest, drawn in together to the steepravine. ...
IIn the purple light, heavy with redwood, the slopes drop seaward,Headlong convexities of forest, drawn in together to the steepravine. ...
The road had steepened and the sun sharpened on the highridges; the stream probably was dry,Certainly not to be come ...
That sculptor we knew, the passionate-eyed son of a quarryman,Who astonished Rome and Paris in his meteor youth, and thenwas ...
I.Here is the skull of a man: a man's thoughts and emotionsHave moved under the thin bone vault like cloudsUnder ...
Farther up the gorge the sea's voice fainted and ceased.We heard a new noise far away ahead of us, vague ...
Reason will not decide at last; the sword will decide.The sword: an obsolete instrument of bronze or steel,formerly used to ...
After all, we also stand on a height. Our blood and our culturehave passed the flood-marks of any worldUp to ...
Beyond the great valley an odd instinctive risingBegins to possess the ground, the flatness gathersto little humps andbarrows, low aimless ...
They burned lime on the hill and dropped it downhere in an iron carOn a long cable; here the ships ...
True, the time, to one who does not love farce,And if misery must be prefers it nobler, shows apparent vices;At ...
No spot of earth where men have so fiercely for ages of timeFought and survived and cancelled each other,Pict and ...
Joy is a trick in the air; pleasure is merelycontemptible, the dangledCarrot the ass follows to market or precipice;But limitary ...
The world has many seas, Mediterranean, Atlantic, buthere is the shore of the one ocean.And here the heavy future hangs ...
The fierce musical cries of a couple of sparrowhawks huntingon the headland,Hovering and darting, their heads northwestward,Prick like silver arrows ...
Sports and gallantries, the stage, the arts, the antics of dancers,The exuberant voices of music,Have charm for children but lack ...
The extraordinary patience of things!This beautiful place defaced with a crop of surburban houses-How beautiful when we first beheld it,Unbroken ...
It is likely enough that lions and scorpionsGuard the end; life never was bonded to be endurable nor theact of ...
No bitterness: our ancestors did it.They were only ignorant and hopeful, they wanted freedom but wealth too.Their children will learn ...
They burned lime on the hill and dropped it down here in an iron car On a long cable; here ...
Guard yourself from the terrible empty light of space, the bottomless Pool of the stars. (Expose yourself to it: you ...
Only stand high a long enough time your lightning will come; that is what blunts the peaks of redwoods; But ...
The bird with the dark plumes in my blood, That never for one moment however I patched my truces Consented ...
Why listen, even the water is sobbing for something. The west wind is dead, the waves Forget to hate the ...
Beyond the great valley an odd instinctive rising Begins to possess the ground, the flatness gathers to little humps and ...
Civilized, crying: how to be human again; this will tell you how. Turn outward, love things, not men, turn right ...
If you should look for this place after a handful of lifetimes: Perhaps of my planted forest a few May ...
I am heaping the bones of the old mother To build us a hold against the host of the air; ...
It is good for strength not to be merciful To its own weakness, good for the deep urn to run ...
I When I considered it too closely, when I wore it like an element and smelt it like water, Life ...
To be an ape in little of the mountain-making mother Like swarthy Cheops, but my own hands For only slaves, ...
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