What if we had no consciousness? Would beauty still be there? Robinson Jeffers poetry addresses this with brave poetic endeavors. If there were no consciousness at all, would beauty be gone?
A poet as well as a scientist, Jeffers wrote in verse about consciousness until its popularity waned. A victim of conscious rejections? Too cerebral?
Even with many intellectual followers, he reached a limit of tolerance regarding his verses on consciousness when he published his poem “Women at Point Sur.” Afterward he regrouped.
To be able to present something that complex I consider an achievement. Just before he reached this apex on consciousness, he maintained a following with another poem “Credo.”
Reading “Credo” not only did I feel his quest for understanding consciousness, but his love for having its mystery. I have yet to read “Women at Point Sur,” but look forward to the moment.
“The beauty of things was born before eyes and sufficient to itself; the heart- breaking beauty Will remain when there is no heart to break for it.” (last lines of Credo)