The Maid’s Thought (Robinson Jeffers Poems)
Why listen, even the water is sobbing for something. The west wind is dead, the waves Forget to hate the ...
Why listen, even the water is sobbing for something. The west wind is dead, the waves Forget to hate the ...
If you should look for this place after a handful of lifetimes: Perhaps of my planted forest a few May ...
Is it not by his high superfluousness we know Our God? For to be equal a need Is natural, animal, ...
I had walked since dawn and lay down to rest on a bare hillside Above the ocean. I saw through ...
I followed the narrow cliffside trail half way up the mountain Above the deep river-canyon. There was a little cataract ...
There is a hawk that is picking the birds out of our sky, She killed the pigeons of peace and ...
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