Poetry for Turbulent Times: by Robinson Jeffers

The Answer

Then what is the answer? – Not to be deluded by dreams.

To know that great civilizations have broken down into violence,

and their tyrants come, many times before.

When open violence appears, to avoid it with honor  or choose

the least ugly faction; these evils are essential.

To keep one’s own integrity, be merciful and uncorrupted and

not wish for evil; and not be duped

By dreams of universal justice or happiness. These dreams will

not be fulfilled.

To know this, and know that however ugly the parts appear the

whole remains beautiful. A severed hand

Is an ugly thing, and man dissevered from the earth and stars

and his history…for contemplation or in fact…

Often appears atrociously ugly. Integrity is wholeness, the

greatest beauty is

Organic wholeness, the wholeness of life and things, the divine

beauty of the universe. Love that, not man

Apart from that, or else you will share man’s pitiful confusions,

or drown in despair when his days darken.

3 Responses

  1. Hi Ralph, I love this poem. Thank you for sharing. “…and know that however ugly the parts appear the whole remains beautiful.” and
    “the greatest beauty is Organic wholeness, the wholeness of life and things, the divine beauty of the universe. Love that, not man Apart from that..” These are lines to keep close to our hearts to draw upon in dark times.

  2. The Quest By Raffaela Cox

    I always knew, born of the wind and starlight,
    swirling out of darkness deeply connected
    the whole and then the parts…came in to being.
    Alien thoughts and flying dreams I lived within,
    sometimes laughing or in deep despair
    what could I do to bring you there, with open mind
    and secret vows we shared the glimpse we saw
    eternity and its glow.
    From star to star or universe
    the All was mine and also yours,
    its everyone who embrace the sun,
    with Nature alight in rainbow hues…
    a soul in awe a song of love,
    mother earth alive and wispering
    you are my own for evermore.

  3. Poetry for Turbulent Times: by Robinson Jeffers…

    Here at World Spinner we are debating the same thing……

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