Born in 1887, Robinson Jeffers has been widely printed and anthologized as ne of the ""New Poets"" of the '20's and the '30's. His poetry has been massive, ombre, Greek-tragic on a grand scale. These much later poems lack much of the earlier fire. The book is rather a poignant summation of a poet's life. It begins with a long poem on the origins of the earth and its evolution to man and the atom age; an odd recapitulation of things learnt and known, and a restatement of securities nce taken for granted. Next there are brief poems on the present appalling state of mankind; and finally more personal fragments about the poet's own feelings about his own life, and death--- a touching, last realization of lone identity in a poet who, when younger, rarely allowed the personal into the grand scheme of his poetry. ncomplete in themselves, these poems have been arranged to provide a poignant, rounded, last look at life and they leave a real image of a far-reaching personality.