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Poet: Robinson Jeffers
Poem: Natural Music
Comment 1 of 1, added on November 8th, 2005 at 8:45 AM.
Jeffers points the way for us, out of the quagmire. We are not to despise the mess we are, but to hear in its anguish the same clear voice that we hear in nature. Nature does not despair, she cleanses herself. Her cleansing is an act of beauty and an adding of value (bladed green for brown), and her result is beauty, too, a place restored to love. And we are nature. The challenge that Jeffers set us is to be present utterly, "to listen" to our creations, our disasters, and ourselves.
Richard Geer from United States
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Jeffers points the way for us, out of the quagmire. We are not to despise the mess we are, but to hear in its anguish the same clear voice that we hear in nature. Nature does not despair, she cleanses herself. Her cleansing is an act of beauty and an adding of value (bladed green for brown), and her result is beauty, too, a place restored to love. And we are nature. The challenge that Jeffers set us is to be present utterly, "to listen" to our creations, our disasters, and ourselves.
Richard Geer from United States