The Caged Eagle-s Death Dream Poem Rhyme Scheme and Analysis

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from CAWDORA
While George went to the houseB
For his revolver Michal climbed up the hillC
Weeping but when he came with death in his handD
She'd not go away but watched At the one shotE
The great dark bird leaped at the roof of the cageF
In silence and struck the wood it fell then suddenlyG
Looked small and soft muffled in its folded wingsH
The nerves of men after they die dream dimlyG
And dwindle into their peace they are not very passionateI
And what they had was mostly spent while they livedJ
They are sieves for leaking desire they have many pleasuresK
And conversations their dreams too are like thatL
The unsocial birds are a greater raceM
Cold eyed and their blood burns What leaped up to deathN
The extension of one storm dark wing fillingO
its worldP
Was more than the soft garment that fell Something had flownQ
away Oh cage hoarded desireA
Like the blade of a breaking wave reaped by the wind or flameR
rising from fire or cloud coiled lightningO
Suddenly unfurled in the cave of heaven I that am stationedS
and cold at heart incapable of burningO
My blood like standing sea water lapped in a stone pool my desireA
to the rock how can I speak of youT
Mine will go down to the deep rockU
This roseV
Possessing the air over its emptied prisonW
The eager powers at its shoulders waving shadowlessV
Unwound the ever widened spirals of flightX
As a star light it spins the night stabbing threadsV
From its own strength and substance so the aquiline desireA
Burned itself into meteor freedom and spiredX
Higher still and saw the mountain dividingO
Canyon of its captivity that was to CawdorA
Almost his world like an old crack in a wallY
Violet shadowed and gold lighted the little stainZ
Spilt on the floor of the crack was the strong forestX
The grain of sand was the Rock A speck an atomicA2
Center of power clouded in its own smokeB2
Ran and cried in the crack it was Cawdor the otherA
Points of humanity had neither weight nor shiningO
To prick the eyes of even an eagle's passionW
-
This burned and soared The shining ocean below lay on theC2
shoreA
Like the great shield of the moon come down rolling bright rimD2
to rim with the earth Against it the multiformD2
And many canyoned coast range hills were gathered into oneW
carven mountain one modulatedX
Eagle's cry made stone stopping the strength of the sea TheC2
beaked and winged effluenceV
Felt the air foam under its throat and sawV
The mountain sun cup Tassajara where fawnsV
Dance in the steam of the hot fountains at dawnE2
Smoothed out and the high strained ridges beyond CachaguaO
Where the rivers are born and the last condor is deadX
Flatten and a hundred miles toward morning the SierrasV
Dawn with their peaks of snow and dwindle and smooth downF2
On the globed earthG2
-
It saw from the height and desert space ofH2
unbreathable airA
Where meteors make green fire and die the ocean droppingO
westward to the girdle of the pearls of dawnE2
And the hinder edge of the night sliding toward Asia it sawV
far under eastward the April delightedX
Continent and time relaxing about it now abstracted from beingO
it saw the eagles destroyedX
Mean generations of gulls and crows taking their world turnI2
for turn in the air as on earthG2
The white faces drove out the brown It saw the white decayedX
and the brown from Asia returningO
It saw men learn to outfly the hawk's brood and forget it againJ2
it saw men cover the earth and againJ2
Devour each other and hide in caverns be scarce as wolves ItX
neither wondered nor cared and it sawV
Growth and decay alternate forever and the tides returningO
-
It saw according to the sight of its kind the archetypeK2
Body of life a beaked carnivorous desireA
Self upheld on storm broad wings but the eyesV
Were spouts of blood the eyes were gashed out dark bloodX
Ran from the ruinous eye pits to the hook of the beakO
And rained on the waste spaces of empty heavenW
Yet the great Life continued yet the great LifeL2
Was beautiful and she drank her defeat and devouredX
Her famine for foodX
There the eagle's phantom perceivedX
Its prison and its wound were not its peculiar wretchednessV
All that lives was maimed and bleeding caged or in blindnessV
Lopped at the ends with death and conception and shrewdX
Cautery of pain on the stumps to stifle the blood but notX
Refrains for all that life was more than its functionsV
And accidents more important than its pains and pleasuresV
A torch to burn in with pride a necessaryA
Ecstasy in the run of the cold substanceV
And scape goat of the greater world But as for meA
I have heard the summer dust crying to be bornM2
As much as ever flesh cried to be quietX
Pouring itself on fulfilment the eagle's passionW
Left life behind and flew at the sun its fatherA
The great unreal talons took peace for preyA
Exultantly their death beyond death stooped upward and struckO
Peace like a white fawn in a dell of fireA

Robinson Jeffers



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