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I was the world in which I walked.
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 leaves hop, scraping on the ground. It is deep January. The sky is hard. The stalks are firmly rooted in ice. It is in this solitude, a syllable, Out of these gawky flitterings, Intones its single emptiness, The savagest hollow of winter-sound.
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A violent order is disorder and a great disorder is an order. These two things are one.
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What is one man among so many men? What are so many men in such a world? Can one man think one thing and think it long? Can one man be one thing and be it long?
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The old brown hen and the old blue sky, Between the two we live and die The broken cartwheel on the hill.
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People ought to like poetry the way a child likes snow & they would if poets wrote it.
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I measure myself Against a tall tree I find that I am much taller, For I reach right up to the sun With my eye And I reach to the shore of the sea With my ear. Nevertheless, I dislike The way the ants crawl In and out of my shadow.
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The poet is the priest of the invisible.
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God is gracious to some very peculiar people.
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Funest philosophers and ponderers, Their evocations are the speech of clouds.
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Poetry is the scholar's art.
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Poetry is a finikin thing of air That lives uncertainly and not for long Yet radiantly beyond much lustier blurs.
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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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Children picking up our bones Will never know that these were once As quick as foxes on the hill.
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Soldier, there is a war between the mind And sky, between thought and day and night. It is For that the poet is always in the sun, Patches the moon together in his room To his Virgilian cadences, up down, Up down. It is a war that never ends.
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For the listener, who listens in the snow, / And, nothing himself, beholds / Nothing that is not there and the nothing that is.
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We say God and the imagination are one... How high that highest candle lights the dark.
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The great poems of heaven and hell have been written and the great poem of earth remains to be written.
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