Wallace Stevens Quotes - Page 10

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• Cold is our element and winter's air
  Brings voices as of lions coming down.

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  Winter, Air, Voice

  Wallace Stevens (2011). “The Collected Poems of Wallace Stevens”, p.134, Vintage

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• A diary is more or less the work of a man of clay whose hands are clumsy and in whose eyes there is no light.

  Wallace Stevens

  Eye, Men, Light

  Wallace Stevens, Holly Stevens (1966). “Letters of Wallace Stevens”, p.30, Univ of California Press

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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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  Life, Country, Blue

  Wallace Stevens (2011). “The Collected Poems of Wallace Stevens”, p.359, Vintage

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• There's no such thing as life; or if there is,
  It is faster than the weather, faster than
  Any character. It is more than any scene:
  Of the guillotine or of any glamorous hanging.

  Wallace Stevens

  Life, Character, Weather

  Wallace Stevens (2011). “The Collected Poems of Wallace Stevens”, p.192, Vintage

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• It may be that the ignorant man, alone,
  Has any chance to mate his life with life
  That is the sensual, pearly spouse, the life
  That is fluent in even the wintriest bronze.

  Wallace Stevens

  Life, Men, Ignorant

  Wallace Stevens (2011). “The Palm at the End of the Mind: Selected Poems and a Play”, p.231, Vintage

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• It is easy to suppose that few people realize on that occasion, which comes to all of us, when we look at the blue sky for the first time, that is to say: not merely see it, but look at it and experience it and for the first time have a sense that we live in the center of a physical poetry, a geography that would be intolerable except for the non-geography that exists there - few people realize that they are looking at the world of their own thoughts and the world of their own feelings.

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  Blue, Sky, People

  Wallace Stevens (2011). “The Necessary Angel: Essays on Reality and the Imagination”, p.65, Vintage

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• LIGHT FROM WITHIN my friend, cancer got you damn it: you had it beat for seven years at least. how did it come back? Why all that pain. again. and you, such a fighter you fought me over and over with tears and words and promises. you fought for me with honesty and a light so bright it hurts my heart. sweet lorna. at peace now finally no more battles, just light from within a flickering candle in the dark burns with you.

  Wallace Stevens

  Sweet, Hurt, Peace

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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.

  Wallace Stevens

  Snow, Listeners

  Wallace Stevens, John N. Serio, Robert Gantt Steele (2004). “Wallace Stevens”, p.29, Sterling Publishing Company, Inc.

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• The soul, O ganders, flies beyond the parks
  And far beyond the discords of the wind.

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  Swans, Wind, Soul

  Wallace Stevens (2011). “The Collected Poems of Wallace Stevens”, p.4, Vintage

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• Divinity must live within herself: Passions of rain, or moods in the falling snow; Grievings in loneliness, or unsubdued Elations when the forest blooms; gusty Emotions on wet roads on autumn nights; All pleasures and all pains, remembering The boughs of summer and the winter branch. These are the measures destined for her soul.

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  Summer, Pain, Loneliness

  Wallace Stevens (2002). “Harmonium”, p.105, Icaria Editorial

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• I placed a jar in Tennessee,
  And round it was, upon a hill.
  It made the slovenly wilderness
  Surround that hill.

  Wallace Stevens

  Art, Nature, Tennessee

  "Anecdote of the Jar" l. 1 (1923)

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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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  Children, People, Snow

  "Letters of Wallace Stevens".

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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.

  Wallace Stevens

  Believe, Hero, Mud

  Wallace Stevens (2011). “The Palm at the End of the Mind: Selected Poems and a Play”, p.269, Vintage

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• Like the Sweetness of Gardenias Mother, you died 15 years ago. pain, a rapier, cut until, finally, there was just peace like the sweetness of gardenias in the crystal vase on your yellow kitchen table. so fragrant. your voice lingers in my ear reminding, scolding, guiding a pleasant mantra of tenderness, magic words that move my palms, your palms. together we are molding, helping, creating. in the mirror I see your eyes, your beautiful brown circles looking back, so radiant. "don't forget me," you whispered the day you died. I won't.

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  Beautiful, Mother, Peace

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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.

  Wallace Stevens

  Girl, Summer, Moving

  Wallace Stevens (2011). “The Palm at the End of the Mind: Selected Poems and a Play”, p.301, Vintage

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• Money is a kind of poetry.

  Wallace Stevens

  Poetry, Kind, Making Money

  Quoted in Harper's, Oct 1985.

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• It was autumn and falling stars
  Covered the shrivelled forms
  Crouched in the moonlight.

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  Stars, Fall, Autumn

  Wallace Stevens (2011). “The Collected Poems of Wallace Stevens”, p.147, Vintage

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• The wind,
  Tempestuous clarion, with heavy cry,
  Came bluntly thundering, more terrible
  Than the revenge of music on bassoons.

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  Revenge, Wind, Cry

  Wallace Stevens (2011). “The Palm at the End of the Mind: Selected Poems and a Play”, p.100, Vintage

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• At evening casual flocks of pigeons make
  Ambiguous undulations as they sink
  Downward to darkness, on extended wings.

  Wallace Stevens

  Wings, Poetry, Darkness

  'Sunday Morning, I' (1923)

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• The mind is the great poem of winter, the man,
  Who, to find what will suffice,
  Destroys romantic tenements
  Of rose and ice.

  Wallace Stevens

  Winter, Men, Ice

  Wallace Stevens (2011). “The Palm at the End of the Mind: Selected Poems and a Play”, p.238, Vintage

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• The grackles sing avant the spring
  Most spiss oh! Yes, most spissantly.
  They sing right puissantly.

  Wallace Stevens

  Spring

  Wallace Stevens (2011). “The Collected Poems of Wallace Stevens”, p.133, Vintage

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• The mind is the terriblest force in the world, father,
  Because, in chief, it, only, can defend
  Against itself. At its mercy, we depend
  Upon it.

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  Father, Mind, World

  Wallace Stevens (2011). “The Palm at the End of the Mind: Selected Poems and a Play”, p.409, Vintage

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• What's down below is in the past
  Like last night's crickets, far below.

  Wallace Stevens

  Past, Night, Lasts

  Wallace Stevens (2011). “Selected Poems”, p.80, Knopf

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• The consolations of space are nameless things. It was after the neurosis of winter. It was In the genius of summer that they blew up The statue of Jove among the boomy clouds. It took all day to quieten the sky And then to refill its emptiness again.

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  Summer, Winter, Clouds

  Wallace Stevens (2011). “The Palm at the End of the Mind: Selected Poems and a Play”, p.429, Vintage

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• This mangled, smutted semi-world hacked out
  Of dirt . . . It is not possible for the moon
  To blot this with its dove-winged blendings.

  Wallace Stevens

  Moon, World, Dirt

  Wallace Stevens (2011). “The Collected Poems of Wallace Stevens”, p.119, Vintage

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