Treasure Island

Robinson Jeffers

(10 January 1887 – 20 January 1962 / Allegheny, Pennsylvania)

Poems of Robinson Jeffers

21. Delusion Of Saints 4/12/2010
22. Distant Rainfall 4/12/2010
23. Divinely Superfluous Beauty 4/12/2010
24. End Of The World 4/12/2010
25. Evening Ebb 4/12/2010
26. Fawn's Foster-Mother 1/13/2003
27. Fire On The Hills 1/13/2003
28. Flight Of Swans 4/12/2010
29. Fog 4/12/2010
30. from The Women At Point Sur 4/12/2010
31. Ghosts In England 4/12/2010
32. Give Your Heart To The Hawks 6/29/2012
33. Give Your Wish Light 4/12/2010
34. Going To The Horse Flats 4/12/2010
35. Granite And Cypress 4/12/2010
36. Gray Weather 4/12/2010
37. Hands 4/12/2010
38. Hellenistics 4/12/2010
39. Hooded Night 4/12/2010
40. Hope Is Not For The Wise 4/12/2010

The Eye

The Atlantic is a stormy moat; and the Mediterranean,
The blue pool in the old garden,
More than five thousand years has drunk sacrifice
Of ships and blood, and shines in the sun; but here the Pacific--
Our ships, planes, wars are perfectly irrelevant.
Neither our present blood-feud with the brave dwarfs
Nor any future world-quarrel of westering
And eastering man, the bloody migrations, greed of power, clash of
faiths--

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