Robinson Jeffers

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

Robinson Jeffers Poems

121. The Silent Shepherds 1/13/2003
122. The Songs Of The Dead Men To The Three Dancers 4/12/2010
123. The Stars Go Over The Lonely Ocean 1/13/2003
124. The Summit Redwood 1/13/2003
125. The Tower Beyond Tragedy 4/12/2010
126. The Trap 4/12/2010
127. The Treasure 4/12/2010
128. The Truce And The Peace 4/12/2010
129. The Wind-Struck Music 4/12/2010
130. Thebaid 4/12/2010
131. Theory Of Truth 4/12/2010
132. Thurso’s Landing 4/12/2010
133. Time Of Disturbance 1/13/2003
134. To A Young Artist 1/13/2003
135. To Helen About Her Hair 11/20/2014
136. To His Father 4/12/2010
137. To The House 4/12/2010
138. To The Rock That Will Be A Cornerstone Of The House 4/12/2010
139. To The Stone-Cutters 1/13/2003
140. Tor House 1/13/2003
141. Vulture 1/13/2003
Best Poem of Robinson Jeffers

Vulture

I had walked since dawn and lay down to rest on a bare hillside
Above the ocean. I saw through half-shut eyelids a vulture wheeling
high up in heaven,
And presently it passed again, but lower and nearer, its orbit
narrowing,
I understood then
That I was under inspection. I lay death-still and heard the flight-
feathers
Whistle above me and make their circle and come nearer.
I could see the naked red head between the great wings
Bear downward staring. I said, 'My dear bird, we are wasting time
here.
These old bones will still work; ...

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So Many Blood-Lakes

We have now won two world-wars, neither of which concerned us, we were
slipped in. We have levelled the powers
Of Europe, that were the powers of the world, into rubble and
dependence. We have won two wars and a third is comming.

This one--will not be so easy. We were at ease while the powers of the
world were split into factions: we've changed that.
We have enjoyed fine dreams; we have dreamed of unifying the world; we
are unifying it--against us.

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