More from Wallace Stevens

  1. What am I to believe? If the angel in his cloud, Serenely gazing at the violent abyss, Plucks on his strings to pluck abysmal glory, Leaps …
  2. There is a month, a year, there is a time In which majesty is a mirror of the self: I have not but I am and as I am, I am.
  3. But to impose is not To discover. To discover an order as of A season, to discover summer and know it, To discover winter and know it well,…
  4. These external regions, what do we fill them with Except reflections
  5. He imposes orders as he thinks of them, As the fox and snake do. It is a brave affair.
  6. I can Do all that angels can. I enjoy like them, Like men besides, like men in light secluded, Enjoying angels.
  7. Straight to the utmost crown of night he flew. The nothingness was a nakedness, a point Beyond which thought could not progress as thought.…
  8. A thing final in itself and, therefore, good: One of the vast repetitions final in Themselves and, therefore, good, the going round And rou…

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