I am trying to type around Bella who has laid herself under my arm. She looks perturbed when I move the keyboard a bit so I might find a little space.
My friend Joyce is a docent at Tor House in Carmel, the home the poet Robinson Jeffers built of stone with his own hands. It is one of my favorite places to visit.
She sends me a fragment of his last poem, and when I google more information on it, I come upon this site, which is worth checking out.
A fragment of a poem by Robinson Jeffers:
I believe the universe is all one God.
There is a power beyond powers,
there is a consciousness
That includes all their criers, and the secret-keeping Rocks and the sky; there is no atom nor energy in all the universe
but feels the weight
of all upon it: the farthest star’s rays Influence the life of the sun, which makes and changes the
lowest worm in the sod.