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A poet looks at the world the way a man looks at a woman.
Wallace Stevens
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Wallace Stevens
Age: 75 †
Born: 1879
Born: October 2
Died: 1955
Died: August 2
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The purpose of poetry is to make life complete in itself.
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Day after day, throughout the winter, We hardened ourselves to live by bluest reason In a world of wind and frost.
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Complacencies of the peignoir, and late Coffee and oranges in a sunny chair. And the green freedom of a cockatoo Upon a rug mingle to dissipate The holy hush of ancient sacrifice
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It is the unknown that excites the ardor of scholars, who, in the known alone, would shrivel up with boredom.
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Fat girl, terrestrial, my summer, my night, How is it I find you in difference, see you there In a moving contour, a change not quite completed? You are familiar yet an aberration.
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The greatest poverty is not to live In a physical world, to feel that one's desire Is too difficult to tell from despair.
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The imperfect is our paradise.
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Two things of opposite natures seem to depend / One on another, as Logos depends / On Eros, day on night, the imagined On the real. / This is the origin of change.
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I can't make head or tail of Life. Love is a fine thing, Art is a fine thing, Nature is a fine thing but the average human mind and spirit are confusing beyond measure. Sometimes I think that all our learning is the little learning of the maxim. To laugh at a Roman awe-stricken in a sacred grove is to laugh at something today.
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The death of Satan was a tragedy For the imagination.
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A pear should come to the table popped with juice, Ripened in warmth and served in warmth. On terms Like these, autumn beguiles the fatalist.
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Style is not something applied. It is something that permeates. It is of the nature of that in which it is found, whether the poem, the manner of a god, the bearing of a man. It is not a dress.
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And what's above is in the past As sure as all the angels are.
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There may be always a time of innocence. There is never a place.
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On a few words of what is real in the world I nourish myself. I defend myself against Whatever remains.
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I do not know which to prefer - The beauty of inflections Or the beauty of innuendoes, The blackbird whistling Or just after.
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All the great things have been denied and we live in an intricacy of new and local mythologies, political, economic, poetic, which are asserted with an ever-enlarging incoherence.
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Unless we believe in the hero, what is there To believe? Incisive what, the fellow Of what good. Devise. Make him of mud.
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True villains are extremely photogenic.
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The night Makes everything grotesque. Is it because Night is the nature of man's interior world?
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