More from Wallace Stevens

  1. The clouds preceded us. There was a muddy centre before we breathed. There was a myth before the myth began, Venerable and articulate and c…
  2. Abysmal instruments make sounds like pips Of the sweeping meanings that we add to them.
  3. The first idea was not our own. Adam In Eden was the father of Descartes And eve made air the mirror of herself, Of her sons and of her dau…
  4. Yet voluble of dumb violence. You look Across the roofs as sigil and as ward And in your centre mark them and are cowed . . .
  5. Life's nonsense pierces us with strange relation.
  6. Not to be realized because not to Be seen, not to be loved nor hated because Not to be realized.
  7. The poem, through candor, brings back a power again That gives a candid kind to everything.
  8. Without a name and nothing to be desired, If only imagined but imagined well.

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