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Monday, September 13, 2010

THE POETRY OF ROBINSON JEFFERS


read by Judith Anderson


CAEDMON RECORDS
TC 1297
1970
STEREO





SIDE A:



Divinely Superfluous Beauty :37
To the Stone-Cutters :39
Night 4:25
Boats in a Fog 1:14
Granite and Cypress 1:05
Phenomena 1:06
Shine, Perishing Republic 1:22
Science :44
Apology for Bad Dreams 6:35
Ante Mortem :55
Post Mortem 1:49
Summer Holiday :39
from The Women at Point Sur (XII) 2:06

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SIDE B:



Hurt Hawks 2:10
Birth-Dues 1:22
November Surf 1:09
The Bed by the Window :39
Rock and Hawk :51
Rearmament :56
Ave Caesar :33
Love the Wild Swan 1:00
The House Dog's Grave 1:49
Their Beauty has More Meaning :57
The Old Stonemason 2:09
The Beauty Things :51
Hungerfield (2 sections) 4:52

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Editor's note: if you've ever considered giving poetry one last try then the verseof Robinson Jeffers is a perfect start especially if you don't like the genre. Although I believe that Judith Anderson was a giant on the theatre stage I think her rendering of Jeffers' poetry is rather dry, mis-pitched and certainly lacking emphasis in spots that it should have and overwrought in places it ought not to have been. That said, her selection of works is quite impeccable and stand among the stronger lines the master wrote, especially on side two.

"I'd sooner, except the penalties, kill a man than a hawk; but the great redtail
Had nothing left but unable misery
From the bone too shattered for mending, the wing that trailed under his talons when he moved.
We had fed him six weeks, I gave him freedom,
He wandered over the foreland hill and returned in the evening, asking for death,
Not like a beggar, still eyes with the old
Implacable arrogance. I gave him the lead gift in the twilight."

Seriously, who writes lines like this anymore?

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