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The Collected Poems Stevens wrote poetry like a jeweler cuts diamonds his language is musical to the ear and prismatic in the mind s eye He often writes about the power of art specifically poetry to transform Reality She sang beyond the genius of the seaIt was her voice that madeThe sky acutest at its vanishing..She was the single artificer of the worldIn which she sang And when she sang, the sea,Whatever self it had, became the self That was her song, for she was the maker Then we, As we beheld he Stevens wrote poetry like a jeweler cu I don t know how to rate this, or how to review it It s like TS Eliot 8 poems out of 10 either make me feel stupid or make me hate poetry The other 2 knock me flat on my back. This Definitive Poetry Collection, Originally Published In To Honor Stevens On His Th Birthday, Contains Harmonium Ideas Of Order The Man With The Blue Guitar Parts Of The World Transport Summer The Auroras Of Autumn The Rock For Easter A friend told me this is maybe the best poem in the English language, quoting bits of it as we were driving along Had to look it up Here it is.Wallace Stevens 1879 1955 Sunday Morning 1Complacencies of the peignoir, and lateCoffee and oranges in a sunny chair,And the green freedom of a cockatooUpon a rug mingle to dissipateThe holy hush of ancient sacrifice.She dreams a little, and she feels the darkEncroachment of that old catastrophe,As a calm darkens among water lights.The pung For Easter A friend told me this is maybe the best poem in the English language, quoting bits of it as we were driving along Had to look it up Here it is.Wallace Stevens 1879 1955 Sunday Morning This book of poetry combines an earthy sensibility coupled with a philosophical speculation that appeals to me My favorite book of poetry. In my life no poet has meantto me than Wallace Stevens It took years of blinking incomprehension before I really found an entry point actually, I highly recommend the wikipedia page for Harmonium, a great introduction He doesn t make things too easy, and yet once he opens up to you you can practically make your home inside his oeuvre An immensely generous poet, Stevens teaches you how to be alone, a lesson it s necessary to learn and re learn your whole life.From Notes Towards a Supr In my life no poet has meantto me than Wallace Stevens It took years of blinking incomprehension before I really found an entry point actually, I highly recommend the wikipedia page for Harmonium, a great introduction He doesn t make things too easy, and yet once he opens up to you you can practical This is the type of book I read at 3 am when I can t sleep Stevens poetry just makes me feel so calm, even though the content in his poetry is not in fact anywhere near the realms of calm Overall, I would say, the content is hard hitting I m not going to pretend I understand all of his ideas and everything he says I definitely don t A lot of these poems leave me feeling like an idiot But when I am able to figure something out, it all starts to click and I am left with a lump in my throat This is From pt V of his poem Things of August The thinker as reader reads what has been written.He wears the words he reads to look uponWithin his being,A crown within him of crispest diamonds.A reddened garment falling to his feet,A hand of light to Autumn Refrain The skreak and skritter of evening goneAnd grackles gone and sorrows of the sun,The sorrows of sun, too, gonethe moon and moon,The yellow moon of words about the nightingaleIn measureless measures, not a bird for meBut the name of a bird and the name of a nameless airI have never shall never hear And yet beneathThe stillness of everything gone, and being still,Being and sitting still, something resides,Some skreaking and skrittering residuum,And grates these evasions of Autumn Refrain The skreak and skritter of evening goneAnd grackles gone and sorrows of the sun,The sorrows of sun, too, gonethe moon and moon,The yellow moon of words about the nightingaleIn measureless measures, not a bird for meBut the name of a bird and the name of a nameless airI have never shall never hear And ye all night once i stayed up and read this book cover to cover looking for a poem i thought i remembered about dancing.

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