At The Far End
At the far end of those loops of road
Is what will come and destroy it, a rich and vulgar and bewildered
civilization dying at the core,
A world that is feverishly preparing new wars, peculiarly vicious ones
and heavier tyrannies, a strangely
Missionary world, road-builder, wind-rider, educator, printer and
picture maker and broad-caster,
So eager, like an old drunken whore, pathetically eager to impose the
seduction of her fled charms
On all that through ignorance or isolation might have escaped them.
Robinson Jeffers. ‘The Coast Road’ (excerpt)
Photograph taken at Herculaneum, Italy, March 2018.