Give Your Heart to the Hawks
New York: Random House, 1933. Cloth boards covered by a cream-colored, mylar-protected jacket that is sunned along the spine and chipped. Light speckling on the top-stain. 199 pages. First edition. Near fine.
The poetry of Robinson Jeffers, as William Everson said time and again, is the purest expression of Californian literary terroir. In his poems one unavoidably confronts the violent and beautiful California landscapes found along the central coast, both as backdroup and inspiration. From the cypress trees and granite quarry, from the foamy Pacific surf and sunburt hills, from the cruelty of hawks and the loveliness of stallions, Jeffers drew his power. His immediate surroudings set the stage for epic poetry that is anything but provincial, reveling as it does in Biblical and ancient Greek traditions and never more so than in the title poem from this volume and its grand finale, the haunting "At the Fall of an Age."
"They planted strange seed in Asia who buried Achilles.
The earth had received us and we broke the earth"