Robinson Jeffers Poems
|121.||The Deer Lay Down Their Bones||1/13/2003|
|122.||July Fourth By The Ocean||1/13/2003|
|123.||The Epic Stars||1/13/2003|
|125.||Love The Wild Swan||1/13/2003|
|126.||Apology For Bad Dreams||4/12/2010|
|128.||Rock And Hawk||1/13/2003|
|129.||To The Stone-Cutters||1/13/2003|
|131.||Contemplation Of The Sword||1/13/2003|
|133.||The Stars Go Over The Lonely Ocean||1/13/2003|
|134.||Ascent To The Sierras||1/13/2003|
|136.||Shine, Perishing Republic||1/13/2003|
|137.||Fire On The Hills||1/13/2003|
|138.||Be Angry At The Sun||1/13/2003|
Comments about 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; ...
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.