Poems by Robinson Jeffers
Gray Weather
... The stormy conditions of time and change are all abrogated, the essential ...
To The Rock That Will Be A Cornerstone Of The House
... but sweetly They mingle down the storm-worn cracks among the mosses, ...
Self-Criticism In February
... And passion so strained that the clay mouths go praying for destruction ...
Phenomena
... sea-slime Shining at night in the wave-stir like drowned men's lanterns ...
The Treasure
... the stars- Short-lived as grass the stars quicken in the nebula and dry in their ...
Thursos Landing
... well apart Her straight white legs, and lifted her little nearly fainting companion ...
Joy
... " The weakness of your breed: yet at length quietness ...
Where I?
... The beauty of things, the terror, pain, joy, the song ...
Second-Best
... Whose blood with the Norseman's rotted in the rain on a heather ...
The Dead To Clemenceau:
... And bleached like a drowned man's cast-up thigh-bone by eroding age- ...
Flight Of Swans
... Knowing that your angry choices and hopes and terrors are in vain, ...
Post Mortem
... Linger a space, but pain is a thing that is glad to be forgotten ...
Ossians Grave
... gray rocks Backed by broken thorn-trees, over the gorge of Glenaan ...
In The Hill At New Grange
... here now. Carry me up to the cairn: a man lies bloodily under the sharp ...
Roan Stallion
... the stallion Move like a lion along the timbers of the fence, the dark arched ...
