“Never blame the man: his hard-pressed Ancestors formed him:

no but that poem is the shit

>>9653236
I like the sentiment, but is this the original format, with those line breaks? I don't get poetry.

In praise of feeling bad about yourself.


The buzzard never says it is to blame.
The panther wouldn't know what scruples mean.
When the piranha strikes it feels no shame.
If snakes had hands, they's claim their hands were clean.

A jackal doesn't understand remorse.
Lions and lice don't waver in their course.
Why should they, when they know they're right?

Though hearts of killer whales weigh a ton,
In every other way they're light.

On this third planet of the sun, among the signs of bestiality
A clear conscience is Number One.

>>9653250

Is an excerpt of a greater poem:

The Unformed Volcaninc Earth:

https://books.google.com.br/books?id=n_UytKkgbbMC&pg=PA753&lpg=PA753&dq=goethe,they+say+was+a+great+poet+robinson+jeffers&source=bl&ots=kcsQBmHOKm&sig=DbUFI9OsxqQgDokxxOB4LtCgaKs&hl=pt-BR&sa=X&ved=0ahUKEwinuZiC1MjUAhWC4SYKHRLIAdsQ6AEIIzAA#v=onepage&q=the%20unformed&f=false

>>9653255

great stuff.

Wislawa Szymborska

>>9653255

More by her?

>>9653236

bump

I've been posting this Jeffers poem in here recently.

While this America settles in the mould of its vulgarity, heavily thickening
to empire
And protest, only a bubble in the molten mass, pops and sighs out, and the
mass hardens,
I sadly smiling remember that the flower fades to make fruit, the fruit rots
to make earth.
Out of the mother; and through the spring exultances, ripeness and decadence;
and home to the mother.
You making haste haste on decay: not blameworthy; life is good, be it stubbornly
long or suddenly
A mortal splendor: meteors are not needed less than mountains:
shine, perishing republic.
But for my children, I would have them keep their distance from the thickening
center; corruption
Never has been compulsory, when the cities lie at the monster's feet there
are left the mountains.
And boys, be in nothing so moderate as in love of man, a clever servant,
insufferable master.
There is the trap that catches noblest spirits, that caught – they say –
God, when he walked on earth.