Robinson Jeffers

Allegheny, Pennsylvania
Robinson Jeffers
Allegheny, Pennsylvania
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The Purse-Seine

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Our sardine fishermen work at night in the dark
of the moon; daylight or moonlight
They could not tell where to spread the net,
unable to see the phosphorescence of the
shoals of fish.
They work northward from Monterey, coasting
Santa Cruz; off New Year's Point or off
Pigeon Point
The look-out man will see some lakes of milk-color
light on the sea's night-purple; he points,
and the helmsman
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thad sitton 09 August 2019
we shine brighter by the day
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Jack Austin 26 August 2006
I first read this poem in 1978. I have changed. It has not. This alone is not its power, it is the honesty and truth of this metaphor. The perspective of self-capture provided by the obvious alignment with the concept of becoming fishers of men and realizing we had already fulfilled this prophecy before it was made. Isn: t that always the way.
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