Author Archives: kaweah

Hotel Jericho

Old Jacksonboro Road crosses the Savannah Highway within a half hour of Charleston. The junction has a name: Jericho. Today it is considered part of the town of Adams Run (as though you know where that is).   As far as I know, Jericho was once the site of a hotel, a store with gas […]

(small world)

The universe seems to be Very big, and who’s to say   it’s alone. Somewhere out there,   someone is just like you. Somewhere out there, Someone just like you   is walking With someone like me. Maybe they aren’t that   far from here. © 2013–14 Kaweah  

The Peace-Loving Elements

The cataract grinds away the granite But water only wants to find a low place And take the form of its container, Conform to make its peace. Earth falls too— Crashes down on itself Till the land is level, At peace. The wind blows savage over the plain, Falls from ridge to trough and The […]


They breathe only what can be inhaled from others. That is their way. When you had no more air for them, their memory of you was a bible. They buried the book and mourned it as you lay breathless, solitary, according to their law. They encircled their book, making weeping sounds, embalming it in rose […]

Jeffers and Fire

Here’s the presentation that I delivered (in part, having run out of time) at the 20th conference of the Robinson Jeffers Association in Carmel, California on February 16, 2014. It might interest anyone into Robinson Jeffers, the Central Coast of California, fire, Moby-Dick, Heraclitus, Zoroastrianism, etc. Fire as God in the Poetry of Robinson Jeffers […]


In the beginning, Ararat and the noor seed, And the night’s skin cracked and the sun slipped through, Fat pomegranate boiling up with red arils In thousands, and a little snow on the greater cone Thawed and watered the seed that through spring And summer became the noor tree. And summer cooled and autumn bloomed, […]

Original Sin

To the poet Robinson Jeffers, the eagle is a symbol of something like divine consciousness. Man, in contrast, is more like an inauspicious microbe. Man and eagle do have this in common: they both use fire. This is obvious in the case of man. For Jeffers, the eagle is an opportunist, seeking game and carrion […]

The Advent of Stone

a trap so baited was laid to catch you when the world began, before the granite foundation [1] Before the granite was bedded to build the world on [2] age-reddened granite that was the world’s cradle [3] One of the themes that appeared in earnest when Robinson Jeffers published Tamar and Other Poems was the […]

Elijah’s Burnt Offerings

When our son Michael was ten years old, he’d been given a school assignment to find two poems. When I saw what Michael had found I was a little shocked. Soon after that, his teacher reported to us that Michael’s choices weren’t appropriate for 5th grade. They were both Jeffers poems. If memory serves, one […]

I have a secret don’t tell

The boy doesn’t like girls, but then he’s only eleven. He’s very punctual about school attendance, always leaving by twenty after, never a minute later. That’s far more than he needs to get to school on time. I guess he gets in a basketball game before class (you know, boys). Sometimes he forgets his homework […]