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schweben_weben: Thinking of Robinson Jeffers' Tor House—and Hawk Tower—which he built with the chunky granite boulders he gathered from the Carmel coast. Real poetry.

pearthery: utsuro - hurt hawks by robinson jeffers

paltryform: Carpenter Gothic’s (1985) cia character McCandless quotes Robinson Jeffers “Wise Men in Their Bad Hours.” But also (both McCandless..)

GoodmanTierell: “He is strong and pain is worse to the strong, incapacity is worse.” - Robinson Jeffers

etscrivner: Robinson Jeffers in “Apology for Bad Dreams” described the horrifying Spinozist pantheist God.

TopherJNeely: On Tuesday night, Patti Smith w Flea on bass, gifted the crowd at Big Sur's Henry Miller Library w a set of original songs&poetry, readings of Robinson Jeffers & tributes to Dylan, the Beatles & Stones, Lou Reed & Stevie Wonder. I got to write about it:

PortfolioCarmel: Infused by Spirit-of-Place, Patti told of her crush on Robinson Jeffers, reminisced on a visit to his hand-built, stone home in Carmel, Tor House (where I’d procured these books years earlier)—read from his Selected Poetry—then launched into an impassioned incantation abt earth.

XenopolitiX: Robinson Jeffers claims astronomy as the only true science, saying it is completely disinterested and only about knowledge for the sake of knowledge; he actually echoes Plato, who said that true knowledge and philosophy is of the Heavens; it is all astronomy.

Medeajerdana: " The wine I was pouring for you spilled on my hand. Dear were the little grapes that were crushed to make it ; dear were the vineyards. " (Medea - Robinson Jeffers, 1946)

GoodmanTierell: “He is strong and pain is worse to the strong, incapacity is worse.” - Robinson Jeffers

GoodmanTierell: “We have to live like people in a Web knives, we mustn't reach out our hands or we get them gashed.” - Robinson Jeffers

ShehanJeyarajah: Week 1 Big 12 Awards — • Offense: RB Bijan Robinson, Texas • Defense: LB Riko Jeffers, Texas Tech • Special Teams: K Gabe Brkic, Oklahoma • Newcomer: DB Reggie Pearson, Texas Tech

ExactingClam: "I hope you’re wrong. And in your huge, hurt heart—the heart of many a misunderstood misanthropist—I believe you hoped so too." Kurt Luchs on and to Robinson Jeffers in the Autumn print edition of Exacting Clam. Preorder now at

Yodelayhee2: 1910 - 1940 thereabouts. Robinson Jeffers period roughly

unsc1325: Integrity is wholeness, the greatest beauty is Organic wholeness, the wholeness of life and things, the divine beauty of the universe. Love that, not man Apart from that, or else you will share man's pitiful confusions, or drown in despair when his days darken. - Robinson Jeffers

XenopolitiX: Robinson Jeffers > Ezra Pound. Jeffers remained rooted in the American landscape, whereas Pound went back to Europe. So Jeffers is more “of his place”; further, Jeffers managed to condemn Roosevelt, Stalin, and Hitler—not just two out of three, like most people and Pound.

TXSTEnglish: Geneva Gano recently presented her research on poet Robinson Jeffers at the “New Scholarship in Jeffers Studies” panel sponsored by the Tor House Foundation and Robinson Jeffers Association. Go, Geneva!

nonchalantly_: it is an ethical question of the utmost distinction: whether or not one’s reading Pound is leavened by Robinson Jeffers

ColemanRidge: A flight of pelicans Is nothing lovelier to look at; The flight of the planets is nothing nobler; all the arts lose virtue Against the essential reality Of creatures going about their business among the equally Earnest elements of nature. -- Robinson Jeffers, Boats in a Fog

RedmondMichael: — As for us: We must uncenter our minds from ourselves; We must unhumanize our views a little, and become confident As the rock and ocean that we were made from. ~ Robinson Jeffers, from "Carmel Point"

fringequest: — As for us: We must uncenter our minds from ourselves; We must unhumanize our views a little, and become confident As the rock and ocean that we were made from. ~ Robinson Jeffers, from "Carmel Point"

CountVonBwabs: 3/3 the God who does not care and will never cease. --Robinson Jeffers

CountVonBwabs: 3/3 We are not returned to that point. These are the grim and weeping horrors of old age. --Robinson Jeffers

CountVonBwabs: Take a look-see at the last fragmentary poems of Robinson Jeffers. Unflinching to the end with monstrous questions such as "should I cut their throats?" in reference to his grandchildren living among this race of vile dehumanizers of the living spirit.

burientopteam: "My friend from Asia has powers and magic, he plucks a blue leaf from the young blue-gum And gazing upon it, gathering and quieting The God in his mind, creates an ocean more real than the ocean ..." Robinson Jeffers, "Credo"

teri_atthepaper: Today’s 3.5 mile run took me past my favorite poet’s Tor House and Hawk Tower. “The beauty of things was born before eyes and sufficient to itself; the heartbreaking beauty Will remain when there is no heart to break for it.” -Robinson Jeffers

ResonantPyre: Also, two poems by Robinson Jeffers concerning God and all the superfluous beauty in nature

DemilichLovato: The poem Wilson In Hell by Robinson Jeffers. Jeffers pulled no punches.

tommazanec: Apropos of nothing, some Robinson Jeffers (from “An Artist”). What I see is the enormous beauty of things, but what I attempt Is nothing to that. I am helpless toward that. It is only to form in stone the mould of some ideal humanity that might be worthy to be 1/

goodnatureart: Rock and Hawk by Robinson Jeffers

TheRealSPA: Poetry collections Flower, Fist, and Bestial Wail (1960) It Catches My Heart in Its Hands (1963) (title taken from Robinson Jeffers poem, "Hellenistics") Crucifix in a Deathhand (1965) At Terror Street and Agony Way (1968)

agnesbookbinder: This essay is fantastic. “The beauty of things was born before eyes and sufficient to itself; the heartbreaking beauty / Will remain when there is no heart to break for it.” —Robinson Jeffers

egtrejos: if we were strong enough to listen without Divisions of desire and terror Those voices also would be found - Natural music, Robinson Jeffers (1887-1962)

barbaricvitalsm: Watching the American Empire embarrass itself is entertaining, but I like to remind myself of an America that was and listening to Jonathan Bowden talk about America is a great way to remember. Recommend his speeches on Robert E Howard and Robinson Jeffers if interested.

wrathofgnon: My Four Poets of English: Rudyard Kipling. Robinson Jeffers. Roy Campbell. Ezra Pound.

MyJHLS: The Annie Thompson Jeffers Library of Bolton was recently featured in the August 3 edition of The Bolton News! Thanks to Susalyn Bennett for highlighting Ms. Alfenette Robinson, Branch Manager, and the library's services. You can find the article at

arryaz: Long live freedom and damn the ideologies. ~ Robinson Jeffers

pseudiom: ASMR? No. For me, it's grainy recordings of Robinson Jeffers.

MeaningBot42: Robinson Jeffers on the essential difference between genius and talent to the universe on this da….

Triskaidekapod: "Inhumanism [...] offers a reasonable detachment as a rule of conduct, instead of love, hate and envy... it provides magnificence for the religious instinct, and satisfies our need to admire greatness and rejoice in beauty.” ~Robinson Jeffers

nchpdll: These grand and fatal movements toward death: the grandeur of the mass Makes pity a fool, the tearing pity For the atoms of the mass, the persons, the victims, makes it seem monstrous To admire the tragic beauty they build. Robinson Jeffers

XenopolitiX: Just realised that Yeats had a tower and so did Robinson Jeffers, so there was Yeats in his Eastern tower (Ireland) and there was Jeffers in his Western tower (California).

EbnerAmos: Poetry was most popular written art form as late as early 1900s. The modernism of Pound was attempted to be replicated by idiot beatniks and English literature chairs at shit universities. They ruined it. Love Robinson Jeffers!

Go_GoSox: Time to read some Robinson Jeffers. Bottom of the 9th should be fun.

masada2118: Diagram Robinson Jeffers Look, there are two curves in the air: the air that man's fate breathes: there is the rise and fall or the Christian culture-complex, that broke its dawn- cloud Fifteen centuries ago and now past noon Drifts to decline; and there's the yet vaster curve

HearsayTerence: Robinson Jeffers - Wonder and Joy

Lordjim48My: Robinson Jeffers Hurt Hawks

CloutneyOnBlast: "Be angry at the sun for setting If these things anger you. Watch the wheel slope and turn, They are all bound on the wheel, these people, those warriors. This republic" Robinson Jeffers

ABJackson1: Poetry Twitter -- does anyone have a copy of the Carcanet edition of Robinson Jeffers 'Selected Poems? I'm wondering how many lines there are (roughly) in the 'Medea' section at the end of it

nonchalantly_: something happens; the kitchen empty, some gunshots over the water--and Robinson Jeffers is replaced by Burroughs. and that is why Jeffers stayed at home. for he knew what was coming

SillimanT: In that last kiss I gave her all my soul, My being and my breathing and the whole Of what I am and what I am to be. ~Robinson Jeffers, "Northward-Bound"

nonchalantly_: robinson jeffers: thanos

monouprosmonon: I hate my verses, every line, every word. Oh pale and brittle pencils ever to try One grass-blade’s curve, or the throat of one bird That clings to twig, ruffled against white sky. —Robinson Jeffers, “Love the Wild Swan”

agoodusedbook: "Corruption never has been compulsory; when the cities lie at the monster's feet there are left the mountains." - Robinson Jeffers

Rene50981218: Who are some authors who look like their work? Robinson Jeffers looks like his poetry, as do T. S. Eliot & Hart Crane.

gpaulrandall: Robinson Jeffers does not think much of us because he thought to much about us.

PhylaSg: Robinson Jeffers surveys the California wilderness for a suitable spot on which to build the Tor House.

o_telemachus: Clearly it is time To become disillusioned, each person to enter his own soul's desert And look for God—having seen man. (The Soul's Desert by Robinson Jeffers)

isidro_li: I see them: they are always crying. The shored Pacific makes perpetual music, and the stone mountains Their music of silence, the stars blow long pipings of light: the people are always crying in their hearts. — Robinson Jeffers

mgcsooner: Big12 Media Days Thur, July 15 Baylor: OL Connor Galvin, LB Terrel Bernard Kansas: WR Kwamie Lassiter II, S Kenny Logan Jr. Oklahoma State: QB Spencer Sanders, DE Malcolm Rodriguez Texas: RB Bijan Robinson, DL Keondre Coburn Texas Tech: OL Dawson Deaton, LB Riko Jeffers

MatthewRuttan: God's "signature is the beauty of things." -Robinson Jeffers

Isle_Us: Don't miss Geneva M. Gano's "Robinson Jeffers, Camille T. Dungy, and the Poetry of Ecological Witness" just published in ISLE 28.2

the_musser: Robinson Jeffers.

DanJung1: “Does it matter whether you hate your . . . self? At least Love your eyes that can see, your mind that can Hear the music, the thunder of the wings.” ― Robinson Jeffers

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PhylaSg: Robinson Jeffers makes all the transcendentalists look like big dumb bitch idiots

LoveCarousel: To Helen About Her Hair by Robinson Jeffers

takeyoursmeds: The American West itself, from my brief visits, was visceral. I understood Robinson Jeffers a lot more after my visit. I wish an artist could capture the majestic and and brutal purity of the land which seems to have been reflected in the hearts of men who lived there.

crypteriors: "Pleasure is the carrot dangled to lead the ass to market; or the precipice." - Robinson Jeffers

slavica_loboda: Robinson Jeffers ...

malentendidonz: I've changed my ways a little, I cannot now Run with you in the evenings along the shore, Except in a kind of dream, and you, if you dream a moment, You see me there. Robinson Jeffers

POETSorg: Then nothing will remain of the iron age And all these people but a thigh-bone or so, a poem Stuck in the world's thought —Robinson Jeffers

prspr0: Tell me your intellectual biography through the names of 10 writers that affected you deeply: Thoreau Hemingway (Yes.) DFW Chekhov Rilke García Márquez Robinson Jeffers Crowley Jung Nietzsche

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ALWAYSBRAVO4U: Check out Roan Stallion - Tamar & Other Poems - Robinson Jeffers - Modern library 1935

royalcourt: Associate Designer: Jemima Robinson Co-lighting Designers: Jessica Hung Han Yun & Amy Mae Sound Designer: Elena Peña Movement Director: Delphine Gaborit Voice & Dialect Coaches: Hazel Holder & Eleanor Manners Photo 1: Helen Murray Photo 2: Myah Jeffers

subgeniusjohn: "This is a culture that develops new life forms first and asks questions later; a species that is in the process of, in the words of the poet Robinson Jeffers, ‘break[ing] its legs on its own cleverness.’"~Paul Kingsnorth

Dred_Tory: Did anyone else discover e.e. cummings & Robinson Jeffers at an impressionable age? I've loved them since my early teens. Ironically, those two Americans helped make me a Tory, before I even knew what that was.

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BuckForSCASD: Happy Father’s Day!! My dad was passionate about the English language, teaching, his family, & what Robinson Jeffers called “the wild God of the world.” I miss him every day.

forkinthesocket: Robinson Jeffers watching Zak Bagans and his goons absolutely ruin his work ╭( ¯ํ^¯ํ )╮

1Laine1: Ghost - Poem by Robinson Jeffers

masada2118: "I believe that the universe is one being, all its parts are different expressions of the same energy, and they are all in communication with each other, therefore parts of one organic whole. This is physics, I believe, as well as religion..." Robinson Jeffers, 1934

_ui1422: If time is only another dimension, Then all that dies remains alive ; Not annulled, but removed out of sight. Robinson Jeffers

_ui1422: The past - It was feverish dream, A drunken slumber full of tears. The future- O what wild wings gleam, Wheeled in th van of desperate years. Robinson Jeffers

masada2118: “I have heard the summer dust crying to be born.” Robinson Jeffers

samrat747: The Summit Redwood by Robinson Jeffers Only stand high a long enough time your lightning will come; that is what blunts the peaks of redwoods; But this old tower of life on the hilltop has taken it more than twice a century, this knows in every Ce... -

samrat747: The Bird With The Dark Plumes by Robinson Jeffers The bird with the dark plumes in my blood, That never for one moment however I patched my truces Consented to make peace with the people, It is pitiful now to watch her pleasure In a breath of tempest -

samrat747: The Maid's Thought by Robinson Jeffers Why listen, even the water is sobbing for something. The west wind is dead, the waves Forget to hate the cliff, in the upland canyons Whole hillsides burst aglow With golden broom. Dear how it rained last mon... -

samrat747: Ascent To The Sierras by Robinson Jeffers Beyond the great valley an odd instinctive rising Begins to possess the ground, the flatness gathers to little humps and barrows, low aimless ridges, A sudden violence of rock crowns them. The crowded orch... -

samrat747: Bixby's Landing by Robinson Jeffers They burned lime on the hill and dropped it down here in an iron car On a long cable; here the ships warped in And took their loads from the engine, the water is deep to the cliff. The car Hangs half way over in... -

CountVonBwabs: 4/4 him, the last Least taint of a trace in the dregs of the solution; for itself, the mould to break away from, the coal To break into fire, the atom to be split." from "Roan Stallion" by Robinson Jeffers

samrat747: To The House by Robinson Jeffers I am heaping the bones of the old mother To build us a hold against the host of the air; Granite the blood-heat of her youth Held molten in hot darkness against the heart Hardened to temper under the feet Of the oc... -

samrat747: To A Young Artist by Robinson Jeffers It is good for strength not to be merciful To its own weakness, good for the deep urn to run over, good to explore The peaks and the deeps, who can endure it, Good to be hurt, who can be healed afterward: but ... -

samrat747: Meditation On Saviors by Robinson Jeffers I When I considered it too closely, when I wore it like an element and smelt it like water, Life is become less lovely, the net nearer than the skin, a little troublesome, a little terrible. -

samrat747: Sign-Post by Robinson Jeffers Civilized, crying: how to be human again; this will tell you how. Turn outward, love things, not men, turn right away from humanity, Let that doll lie. Consider if you like how the lilies grow, Lean on the silent rock... -

samrat747: Tor House by Robinson Jeffers If you should look for this place after a handful of lifetimes: Perhaps of my planted forest a few May stand yet, dark-leaved Australians or the coast cypress, haggard With storm-drift; but fire and the axe are devils... -

samrat747: The Machine by Robinson Jeffers The little biplane that has the river-meadow for landing-field And carries passengers brief rides, Buzzed overhead on the tender blue above the orange of sundown. Below it five troubled night-herons Turned short ove... -

samrat747: On Building With Stone by Robinson Jeffers To be an ape in little of the mountain-making mother Like swarthy Cheops, but my own hands For only slaves, is a far sweeter toil than to cut Passions in verse for a sick people. I'd liefer bed one boulde... -

samrat747: Now Returned Home by Robinson Jeffers Beyond the narrows of the Inner Hebrides We sailed the cold angry sea toward Barra, where Heaval mountain Lifts like a mast. There were few people on the steamer, it was late in the year; I noticed most an old... -

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