Poems by Robinson Jeffers
Life From The Lifeless
... Flowers wither, grass fades, trees wilt, ...
Ante Mortem
... And could lift stones, and comprehend in the praises the cruelties ...
Give Your Heart To The Hawks
... He made love With a girl and she has just died: now he hates me and he hopes ...
Salmon-Fishing
... Drawing landward their live bullion, the bloody mouths ...
Blind Horses
... The ages like blind horses turning a mill tread their own hoofmarks ...
Fog
... The lover's, the hunger of the sea-beaks, slaves of the last peace, ...
Subjected Earth
... Where color is no account and pathos ridiculous, the sculpture is all, ...
The Songs Of The Dead Men To The Three Dancers
... Is a beautiful youth and his eyes are sleepy, the lids droop heavily ...
Ghosts In England
... No pity for the great pillar of empire settling to a fall, the pride ...
The Old Mans Dream After He Died
... The leaves are stirred faintly to a gentle whispering: the nerve-cells, ...
The Caged Eagles Death Dream
... shore Like the great shield of the moon come down, rolling bright rim ...
Tamar
... of life yet I would remember to be decent, only it's now too late, I'm finished, ...
The Beaks Of Eagles
... no horseman Will ever ride there, no hunter cross this ridge but the winged ...
Point Joe
... the meadow. Permanent things are what is needful in a poem, things temporally ...
Going To The Horse Flats
... For the people and fire for the books and records: the feud will then be ...
