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

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81.	Shiva	1/13/2003
82.	Shooting Season	4/12/2010
83.	Sign-Post	1/13/2003
84.	So Many Blood-Lakes	1/13/2003
85.	Soliloquy	4/12/2010
86.	Steelhead	4/12/2010
87.	Still The Mind Smiles	4/12/2010
88.	Subjected Earth	4/12/2010
89.	Suicide's Stone	4/12/2010
90.	Summer Holiday	1/13/2003
91.	Tamar	4/12/2010
92.	The Answer	1/13/2003
93.	The Beaks Of Eagles	4/12/2010
94.	The Bed By The Window	4/12/2010
95.	The Bird With The Dark Plumes	1/13/2003
96.	The Bloody Sire	4/12/2010
97.	The Broadstone	4/12/2010
98.	The Broken Balance	1/13/2003
99.	The Caged Eagle’s Death Dream	4/12/2010
100.	The Coast-Road	4/12/2010

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The heroic stars spending themselves,
Coining their very flesh into bullets for the lost battle,
They must burn out at length like used candles;
And Mother Night will weep in her triumph, taking home her heroes.
There is the stuff for an epic poem--
This magnificent raid at the heart of darkness, this lost battle--
We don't know enough, we'll never know.
Oh happy Homer, taking the stars and the Gods for granted.

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

Poems of Robinson Jeffers

The Epic Stars