It is not everyday that the world arranges itself into a poem.
Wallace StevensTags: inspirational
Next to love is the desire for love.
Wallace StevensOne cannot spend one's time in being modern when there are so many more important things to be.
Wallace StevensTwo things of opposite natures seem to depend
On on another, as Logos depends
On Eros, day on night, the imagined
On the real. This is the origin of change.
Winter and spring, cold copulars, embrace
And forth the particulars of rapture come.
Music falls on the silence like a sense
A passion that we feel, not understand.
Morning and afternoon are clasped together
And North and South are an intrinsic couple
And sun and rain a plural, like two lovers
That walk away together as one in the greenest body.
I like Rhine wine, blue grapes, good cheese, endive and lots of books, etc., etc., etc., as much as I like supreme fiction.
Wallace StevensIt is never the thing but the version of the thing.
Wallace StevensBeauty is momentary in the mind --
The fitful tracing of a portal;
But in the flesh it is immortal.
The body dies; the body's beauty lives.
So evenings die, in their green going,
A wave, interminably flowing.
Out of this same light, out of the central mind,
We make a dwelling in the evening air,
In which being there together is enough.
One must have a mind of winter.
Wallace StevensThe reader became the book; and summer night
Was like the conscious being of the book.
Tags: reading-books
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