Meditation On Saviors Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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When I considered it too closely when I wore it like an elementB
and smelt it like waterC
Life is become less lovely the net nearer than the skin aD
little troublesome a little terribleE
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I pledged myself awhile ago not to seek refuge neither in deathF
nor in a walled gardenG
In lies nor gated loyalties nor in the gates of contempt thatH
easily lock the world out of doorsI
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Here on the rock it is great and beautiful here on the foam wetJ
granite sea fang it is easy to praiseK
Life and water and the shining stones but whose cattle are theD
herds of the people that one should love themL
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If they were yours then you might take a cattle breeder'sK
delight in the herds of the future Not yoursK
Where the power ends let love before it sours to jealousyK
Leave the joys of government to CaesarC
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Who is born when the world wanes when the brave soul of theD
world falls on decay in the flesh increasingM
Comes one with a great level mind sufficient vision sufficientB
blindness and clemency for loveN
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This is the breath of rottenness I smelt from the worldO
waiting stalled between storms decaying a littleE
Bitterly afraid to be hurt but knowing it cannot draw theD
savior Caesar but out of the blood bathP
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The apes of Christ lift up their hands to praise love butQ
wisdom without love is the present saviorC
Power without hatred mind like a many bladed machine subduingM
the world with deep indifferenceK
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The apes of Christ itch for a sickness they have never knownR
words and the little envies will hardlyK
Measure against that blinding fire behind the tragic eyes theyS
have never dared to confrontB
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IIA
Point Lobos lies over the hollowed water like a humped whaleT
swimming to shoal Point LobosK
Was wounded with that fire the hills at Point Sur endured itU
the palace at Thebes the hill CalvaryK
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Out of incestuous love power and then ruin A man forcing theD
imaginations of menV
Possessing with love and power the people a man defiling hisK
own household with impious desireC
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King Oedipus reeling blinded from the palace doorway red tearsK
pouring from the torn pitsK
Under the forehead and the young Jew writhing on the domed hillW
in the earthquake against the eclipseK
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Frightfully uplifted for having turned inward to love theD
people that root was so sweet O dreadful agonistX
I saw the same pierced feet that walked in the same crime toY
its expiation I heard the same cryA
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A bad mountain to build your world on Am I another keeper ofN
the people that on my own shoreZ
On the gray rock by the grooved mass of the ocean theD
sicknesses I left behind me concern meK
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Here where the surf has come incredible ways out of the splendidA2
west over the deepsK
Light nor life sounds forever here where enormous sundownsK
flower and burn through color to quietnessK
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Then the ecstasy of the stars is present As for the people IA
have found my rock let them find theirsK
Let them lie down at Caesar's feet and be saved and he in hisK
time reap their daggers of gratitudeB2
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Yet I am the one made pledges against the refuge contempt thatH
easily locks the world out of doorsK
This people as much as the sea granite is part of the God fromC2
whom I desire not to be fugitiveD2
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I see them they are always crying The shored Pacific makesK
perpetual music and the stone mountainsK
Their music of silence the stars blow long pipings of lightE2
the people are always crying in their heartsK
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One need not pity certainly one must not love But who has seenF2
peace if he should tell them where peaceK
Lives in the world they would be powerless to understand andG2
he is not willing to be reinvolvedG2
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IVD2
How should one caught in the stone of his own person dare tellH2
the people anything but relative to thatG2
But if a man could hold in his mind all the conditions at onceK
of man and woman of civilizedG2
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And barbarous of sick and well of happy and under torture ofD2
living and dead of human and notG2
Human and dimly all the human future what should persuade himI2
to speak And what could his words changeJ2
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The mountain ahead of the world is not forming but fixed ButG2
the man's words would be fixed alsoK
Part of that mountain under equal compulsion under the sameK2
present compulsion in the iron consistencyK
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And nobody sees good or evil but out of a brain a hundredG2
centuries quieted some desertG2
Prophet's a man humped like a camel gone mad between the mudG2
walled village and the mountain sepulchresK
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VK
Broad wagons before sunrise bring food into the city from theD
open farms and the people are fedG2
They import and they consume reality Before sunrise a hawk inL2
the desert made them their thoughtsK
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VID2
Here is an anxious people rank with suppressedG2
bloodthirstiness Among the mild and unwarlikeM
Gautama needed but live greatly and be heard Confucius neededG2
but live greatly and be heardG2
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This people has not outgrown blood sacrifice one must writhe onM2
the high cross to catch at their memoriesK
The price is known I have quieted love for love of the peopleE
I would not do it For power I would do itG2
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But that stands against reason what is power to a dead manN2
dead under torture What is power to a manN2
Living after the flesh is content Reason is never a rootG2
neither of act nor desireC
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For power living I would never do it they'are not delightful toG2
touch one wants to be separate For powerC
After the nerves are put away underground to lighten theD
abstract unborn children toward peaceK
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A man might have paid anguish indeed Except he had found theD
standing sea rock that even this lastG2
Temptation breaks on quieter than death but lovelier peaceK
that quiets the desire even of praising itG2
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VIID2
Yet look are they not pitiable No if they lived forever theyS
would be pitiableE
But a huge gift reserved quite overwhelms them at the end theyS
are able then to be still and not cryD2
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And having touched a little of the beauty and seen a little ofD2
the beauty of things magically growK
Across the funeral fire or the hidden stench of burialE
themselves into the beauty they admiredG2
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Themselves into the God themselves into the sacred steepO2
unconsciousness they used to mimicM
Asleep between lamp's death and dawn while the last drunkardG2
stumbled homeward down the dark streetG2
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They are not to be pitied but very fortunate they need noK
savior salvation comes and takes them by forceK
It gathers them into the great kingdoms of dust and stone theD
blown storms the stream's end oceanG
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With this advantage over their granite grave marks of havingM
realized the petulant human consciousnessK
Before and then the greatness the peace drunk from bothP2
pitchers these to be pitied These not fortunateG2
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But while he lives let each man make his health in his mind toG2
love the coast opposite humanityK
And so be freed of love laying it like bread on the waters itG2
is worst turned inward it is best shot farthestG2
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Love the mad wine of good and evil the saint's and murderer'sK
the mote in the eye that makes its objectG2
Shine the sun black the trap in which it is better to catch theD
inhuman God than the hunter's own imageQ2
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Robinson Jeffers



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