Robinson Jeffers

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

Robinson Jeffers Poems

121. The Answer 1/13/2003
122. Contrast 1/13/2003
123. Love The Wild Swan 1/13/2003
124. Apology For Bad Dreams 4/12/2010
125. To The Stone-Cutters 1/13/2003
126. Tor House 1/13/2003
127. Inscription For A Gravestone 4/12/2010
128. Birth-Dues 1/13/2003
129. Rock And Hawk 1/13/2003
130. Birds 4/12/2010
131. Bixby's Landing 1/13/2003
132. Contemplation Of The Sword 1/13/2003
133. The Stars Go Over The Lonely Ocean 1/13/2003
134. Ave Caesar 1/13/2003
135. Ascent To The Sierras 1/13/2003
136. Shine, Perishing Republic 1/13/2003
137. Carmel Point 1/13/2003
138. Fire On The Hills 1/13/2003
139. Be Angry At The Sun 1/13/2003
140. Hurt Hawks 1/13/2003
141. Vulture 1/13/2003
Best Poem of Robinson Jeffers


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
I understood then
That I was under inspection. I lay death-still and heard the flight-
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
These old bones will still work; ...

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The Excesses Of God

Is it not by his high superfluousness we know
Our God? For to be equal a need
Is natural, animal, mineral: but to fling
Rainbows over the rain
And beauty above the moon, and secret rainbows
On the domes of deep sea-shells,
And make the necessary embrace of breeding
Beautiful also as fire,
Not even the weeds to multiply without blossom

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