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. ...
Robinson Jeffers Poems on Man (32 Poems)
A Redeemer (Robinson Jeffers Poems)
The road had steepened and the sun sharpened on the highridges; the stream probably was dry,Certainly not to be come ...
An Artist (Robinson Jeffers Poems)
That sculptor we knew, the passionate-eyed son of a quarryman,Who astonished Rome and Paris in his meteor youth, and thenwas ...
De Rerum Virtute (Robinson Jeffers Poems)
I.Here is the skull of a man: a man's thoughts and emotionsHave moved under the thin bone vault like cloudsUnder ...
All The Little Hoofprints (Robinson Jeffers Poems)
Farther up the gorge the sea's voice fainted and ceased.We heard a new noise far away ahead of us, vague ...
Contemplation Of The Sword (Robinson Jeffers Poems)
Reason will not decide at last; the sword will decide.The sword: an obsolete instrument of bronze or steel,formerly used to ...
Decaying Lambskins (Robinson Jeffers Poems)
After all, we also stand on a height. Our blood and our culturehave passed the flood-marks of any worldUp to ...
Ascent To The Sierras (Robinson Jeffers Poems)
Beyond the great valley an odd instinctive risingBegins to possess the ground, the flatness gathersto little humps andbarrows, low aimless ...
Bixby’s Landing (Robinson Jeffers Poems)
They burned lime on the hill and dropped it downhere in an iron carOn a long cable; here the ships ...
Bixby’s Landing (Robinson Jeffers Poems)
They burned lime on the hill and dropped it down here in an iron car On a long cable; here ...
Quia Absurdum (Robinson Jeffers Poem)
Guard yourself from the terrible empty light of space, the bottomless Pool of the stars. (Expose yourself to it: you ...
Ascent To The Sierras (Robinson Jeffers Poem)
Beyond the great valley an odd instinctive rising Begins to possess the ground, the flatness gathers to little humps and ...
Meditation On Saviors (Robinson Jeffers Poem)
I When I considered it too closely, when I wore it like an element and smelt it like water, Life ...
Sign-Post (Robinson Jeffers Poem)
Civilized, crying: how to be human again; this will tell you how. Turn outward, love things, not men, turn right ...
Ghost (Robinson Jeffers Poem)
There is a jaggle of masonry here, on a small hill Above the gray-mouthed Pacific, cottages and a thick-walled tower, ...
The Silent Shepherds (Robinson Jeffers Poem)
What's the best life for a man? --Never to have been born, sings the choros, and the next best Is ...
The Broken Balance (Robinson Jeffers Poem)
I. Reference to a Passage in Plutarch's Life of Sulla The people buying and selling, consuming pleasures, talking in the ...
Contemplation Of The Sword (Robinson Jeffers Poem)
Reason will not decide at last; the sword will decide. The sword: an obsolete instrument of bronze or steel, formerly ...
The Day Is A Poem (September 19, 1939) (Robinson Jeffers Poem)
This morning Hitler spoke in Danzig, we hear his voice. A man of genius: that is, of amazing Ability, courage, ...
The Eye (Robinson Jeffers Poem)
The Atlantic is a stormy moat; and the Mediterranean, The blue pool in the old garden, More than five thousand ...
Let Them Alone (Robinson Jeffers Poem)
If God has been good enough to give you a poet Then listen to him. But for God's sake let ...
Fire On The Hills (Robinson Jeffers Poem)
The deer were bounding like blown leaves Under the smoke in front the roaring wave of the brush-fire; I thought ...
Suicide’s Stone (Robinson Jeffers Poems)
Peace is the heir of dead desire, Whether abundance killed the cormorant In a happy hour, or sleep or death ...
The Answer (Robinson Jeffers Poem)
Then what is the answer?- Not to be deluded by dreams. To know that great civilizations have broken down into ...
The Deer Lay Down Their Bones (Robinson Jeffers Poem)
I followed the narrow cliffside trail half way up the mountain Above the deep river-canyon. There was a little cataract ...
The Purse-Seine (Robinson Jeffers Poem)
Our sardine fishermen work at night in the dark of the moon; daylight or moonlight They could not tell where ...
Shine, Perishing Republic (Robinson Jeffers Poem)
While this America settles in the mould of its vulgarity, heavily thickening to empire And protest, only a bubble in ...
Hurt Hawks (Robinson Jeffers Poem)
I The broken pillar of the wing jags from the clotted shoulder, The wing trails like a banner in defeat, ...
Shiva (Robinson Jeffers Poem)
There is a hawk that is picking the birds out of our sky, She killed the pigeons of peace and ...
The Stars Go Over The Lonely Ocean (Robinson Jeffers Poem)
Unhappy about some far off things That are not my affair, wandering Along the coast and up the lean ridges, ...