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It's Only A Little Planet

One of the last poems of Robinson Jeffers, one of twentieth-century America's most important and controversial poets.


How Beautiful It Is

from the Beginning and the End and other poems, the last works of Robinson Jeffers

Random House 1954


It flows out of mystery into mystery; there is no begin-

ning -

How could there be? And no end - how could there be?

The stars shine in the sky like the spray of a wave

Rushing to meet no shore, and the great music

Blares on forever, but to us very soon

It will be blind. Not we nor our children nor the human

race

Are destined to live forever, the breath will fail,

The eyes will break - perhaps of our own explosive bile

Vented upon each other. Or a stingy peace

Makes parents fools - but far greater witnesses

Will take our places. It is only a little planet

But how beautiful it is.


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