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Margrave: The Contagion, by Robinson Jeffers

I am not dead, I have only become inhuman: That is to say, Undressed myself of laughable prides and infirmities, But not as a man Undresses to creep into bed, but like an athlete Stripping for the race. The delicate ravel of nerves that made me a measurer Of certain fictions Called good and evil; that made me contract with pain And expand with pleasure; Fussily adjusted like a little electroscope: That's gone, it is true; I never miss it; if the universe does, How easily replaced!

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Remember when poets made the cover of Time? I am not dead, I have only become inhuman: That is to say, Undressed myself of laughable prides and infirmities, But not as a man Undresses to creep into bed, but like an athlete Stripping for the race. But all the rest is heightened, widened, set free. I admired the beauty While I was human, now I am part of the beauty. I wander in the air, Being mostly gas and water, and flow in the ocean; Touch you and Asia At the same moment; have a hand in the sunrises And the glow of this grass. I left the light precipitate of ashes to earth For a love-token. Youth and hot blood are beautiful, so is peacefulness.

4 thoughts on “Short & Sweet Treats - Side Dishes: Poetry Showing 1-50 of 263

  1. Inscription For A Gravestone by Robinson Jeffers..I am not dead I have only become inhumanThat is to sayUndressed myself of laughable.

  2. This is my favorite poem by Robinson Jeffers. I am not dead, I have only become inhuman: That is to say,. Undressed myself of laughable.

  3. The toil and the beauty, rest in these lines. A poet in the night, quelling my feign voice.

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