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Poetry increases the feeling for reality.

Wallace Stevens

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Wallace Stevens
Age: 75 †
Born: 1879
Born: October 2
Died: 1955
Died: August 2
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Life consists Of propositions about life. The human Revery is a solitude in which We compose these propositions, torn by dreams, By the terrible incantations of defeats And by the fear that the defeats and the dreams are one. The whole race is a poet that writes down The eccentric propositions of its fate.
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Our bloom is gone. We are the fruit thereof.
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A poet's words are of things that do not exist without the words.
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The exceeding brightness of this early sun Makes me conceive how dark I have become.
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It was autumn and falling stars Covered the shrivelled forms Crouched in the moonlight.
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...after a night spent writing poetry, one is almost happy to hear the milkman at the door.
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The muddy rivers of spring Are snarling Under the muddy skies. The mind is muddy.
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Of the Surface of Things In my room, the world is beyond my understanding But when I walk I see that it consists of three or four Hills and a cloud.
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Anything is beautiful if you say it is.
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It is never the thing but the version of the thing: The fragrance of the woman not her self, Her self in her manner not the solid block, The day in its color not perpending time, Time in its weather, our most sovereign lord, The weather in words and words in sounds of sound.
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It is not everyday that the world arranges itself into a poem.
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New York is a field of tireless and antagonistic interests undoubtedly fascinating but horribly unreal. Everybody is looking at everybody else a foolish crowd walking on mirrors.
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I am one of you and being one of you is being and knowing what I am and know. Yet I am the necessary Angel of earth, since, in my sight, you see the earth again.
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Imagination applied to the whole world is vapid in comparison to imagination applied to a detail.
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A poem need not have a meaning and like most things in nature often does not have.
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the windy sky Cries out a literate despair.
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The final belief is to believe in a fiction, which you know to be a fiction, there being nothing else. The exquisite truth is to know that it is a fiction and that you believe in it willingly.
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As life grows more terrible, its literature grows more terrible.
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If sex were all, then every trembling hand Could make us squeak, like dolls, the wished-for words.
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