AND THE STARS

by: Robinson Jeffers (1887-1962)

      ERHAPS you did not know how bright last night,
      Especially above your seaside door,
      Was all the marvelous starlit sky, and wore
      White harmonies of very shining light.
      Perhaps you did not want to seek the sight
      Of that remembered rapture any more.--
      But then at least you must have heard the shore
      Roar with reverberant voices thro' the night.
       
      Those stars were lit with longing of my own,
      And the ocean's moan was full of my own pain.
      Yet doubtless it was well for both of us
      You did not come, but left me there alone.
      I hardly ought to see you much again;
      And stars, we know, are often dangerous.

"And the Stars" is reprinted from Flagons and Apples. Robinson Jeffers. Los Angeles: Grafton, 1912.

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