The Poetry of Robinson Jeffers Poem Text

The Poetry of Robinson Jeffers Poem Text

9, 19, 39 (Excerpt)

This morning Hitler spoke in Danzig, we hear his voice.


A man of genius: that is, of amazing


Ability, courage, devotion, cored on a sick child's soul,


Heard clearly through the dog wrath, a sick child


Wailing in Danzig; invoking destruction and wailing at it.

Hungerfield (Excerpt)

If time is only another dimension, then all that dies

Remains alive; bot annulled, but removed

Out of our sight. Una is still alive.

- Robinson Jeffers

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