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The Wind-Struck Music Analysis



Author: poem of Robinson Jeffers Type: poem Views: 19

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Ed Stiles and old Tom Birnam went up to their cattle on the bare hills

Above Mal Paso; they'd ridden under the stars; white death, when they reached the ridge the huge tiger-lily

Of a certain cloud-lapped astonishing autumn sunrise opened all its petals. Ed Stiles pulled in his horse,

That flashy palamino he rode—cream-color, heavy white mane, white tail, his pride—and said

"Look, Tom. My God. Ain't that a beautiful sunrise?" Birnam drew down his mouth, set the hard old chin,

And whined: "Now, Ed: I haven't an ounce of poetry in all my body. It's cows we're after."

Ed laughed and followed; they began to sort the heifers out of the herd. One red little deer-legged creature

Rolled her wild eyes and ran away down the hill, the old man hard after her. She ran through a deep-cut gully,

And Birnam's piebald would have made a clean jump but the clay lip

Crumbled under his take-off, he slipped and

Spilled in the pit, flailed with four hooves and came out scrambling. Stiles saw them vanish,

Then the pawing horse and the flapping stirrups. He rope and looked down and saw the old man in the gully bottom

Flat on his back, most grimly gazing up at the sky. He saw earth banks, the sparse white grass,

The strong dark sea a thousand feet down below, red with reflections of clouds. He said "My God

Tom are you hurt?" Who answered slowly, "No, Ed.

I'm only lying here thinking o' my four sons"—biting the words

Carefully between his lips—"big handsome men, at present lolling in bed in their...silk...pyjamas...

And why the devil I keep on working?" He stood up slowly and wiped the dirt from his cheek, groaned, spat,

And climbed up the clay bank. Stiles laughed: "Tom, I can't tell you: I

   guess you like to. By God I guess

You like the sunrises." The old man growled in his throat and said

"Catch me my horse."



      This old man died last winter, having lived eighty-one years under open sky,

Concerned with cattle, horses and hunting, no thought nor emotion that all his ancestors since the ice-age

Could not have comprehended. I call that a good life; narrow, but vastly better than most

Men's lives, and beyond comparison more beautiful; the wind-struck music man's bones were moulded to be the harp for.





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