Self-criticism In February Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

Rhyme Scheme: ABCDEFGHIGJKLMNLOPQR D

The bay is not blue but sombre yellowA
With wrack from the battered valley it is speckled with violentB
foam headsC
And tiger striped with long lovely storm shadowsD
You love this better than the other mask better eyes than yoursE
Would feel the equal beauty in the blueF
It is certain you have loved the beauty of storm disproportionatelyG
But the present time is not pastoral but foundedH
On violence pointed for more massive violence perhaps it is notI
Perversity but need that perceives the storm beautyG
Well bite on this your poems are too full of ghosts and demonsJ
And people like phantoms how often life's areK
And passion so strained that the clay mouths go praying for destructionL
Alas it is not unusual in lifeM
To every soul at some time But 'why insist on it And nowN
For the worst fault you have never mistakenL
Demon nor passion nor idealism for the real GodO
Then what is most disliked in those versesP
Remains most true Unfortunately If only you could singQ
That God is love or perhaps that socialR
Justice will soon prevail I can tell lies in proseD

Robinson Jeffers



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