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Robinson Jeffers: early proponent of the environmental movement
His poetry dealt largely with the natural world
Self-Criticism in February
The bay is not blue but sombre yellow
With wrack from the battered valley, it is speckled with violent foam-heads
And tiger-striped with long lovely storm-shadow.
You love this better than the other mask; better eyes than yours
Would feel the equal beauty in the blue.
It is certain you have loved the beauty of storm disproportionately.
But the present time is not pastoral, but founded
On violence, pointed for more massive violence: perhaps it is not
Perversity but need that perceives the storm-beauty.
Well, bite on this: your poems are too full of ghosts and demons,
And people like phantoms how often life’s are
And passion so strained that the clay mouths go praying for destruction
Alas, it is not unusual in life;
To every soul at some time. But why insist on it? And now
For the worst fault: you have never mistaken
Demon nor passion nor idealism for the real God.
Then what is most disliked in those verses
Remains most true. Unfortunately. If only you could sing
That God is love, or perhaps that social
Justice will soon prevail. I can tell lies in prose.
Robinson Jeffers
Robinson Jeffers (1887-1962) was an American poet renowned for his celebration in verse of the central California coast. While most of his poetry was written in the epic and narrative modes, he also wrote a number of shorter poems. Many consider him an early proponent of the environmental movement as his poetry dealt largely with the natural world and a concern for its conservation. His poetry was informed by a focus on “inhumanism,” a belief that human concerns ought to be considered only in the larger context of the universe – which included the natural world and the needs and concerns of nature. He lived his life as he wrote his poetry – involved intimately with the outdoors and nature, he spent most of his life in the remote regions of Carmel, where he built his famous Tor House, a house built of rock atop one of the Carmel coastline’s “tors” — craggy outcrops of rock — from which the house took its name.
Here's something you might be interested in.
Robinson Jeffers: early proponent of the environmental movement
His poetry dealt largely with the natural world
Robinson Jeffers: early proponent of the environmental movement
His poetry dealt largely with the natural world
Self-Criticism in February
The bay is not blue but sombre yellow
With wrack from the battered valley, it is speckled with violent foam-heads
And tiger-striped with long lovely storm-shadow.
You love this better than the other mask; better eyes than yours
Would feel the equal beauty in the blue.
It is certain you have loved the beauty of storm disproportionately.
But the present time is not pastoral, but founded
On violence, pointed for more massive violence: perhaps it is not
Perversity but need that perceives the storm-beauty.
Well, bite on this: your poems are too full of ghosts and demons,
And people like phantoms how often life’s are
And passion so strained that the clay mouths go praying for destruction
Alas, it is not unusual in life;
To every soul at some time. But why insist on it? And now
For the worst fault: you have never mistaken
Demon nor passion nor idealism for the real God.
Then what is most disliked in those verses
Remains most true. Unfortunately. If only you could sing
That God is love, or perhaps that social
Justice will soon prevail. I can tell lies in prose.
Robinson Jeffers
Robinson Jeffers (1887-1962) was an American poet renowned for his celebration in verse of the central California coast. While most of his poetry was written in the epic and narrative modes, he also wrote a number of shorter poems. Many consider him an early proponent of the environmental movement as his poetry dealt largely with the natural world and a concern for its conservation. His poetry was informed by a focus on “inhumanism,” a belief that human concerns ought to be considered only in the larger context of the universe – which included the natural world and the needs and concerns of nature. He lived his life as he wrote his poetry – involved intimately with the outdoors and nature, he spent most of his life in the remote regions of Carmel, where he built his famous Tor House, a house built of rock atop one of the Carmel coastline’s “tors” — craggy outcrops of rock — from which the house took its name.
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