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The first idea was not our own. Adam In Eden was the father of Descartes And eve made air the mirror of herself,Of her sons and of her daughters.
Wallace Stevens
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The imagination is the power that enables us to perceive the normal in the abnormal, the opposite of chaos in chaos.
Wallace Stevens
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Do not speak to us of the greatness of poetry, Of the torches wisping in the underground, Of the structure of vaults upon a point of light. There are no shadows in our sun, Day is desire and night is sleep. There are no shadows anywhere. The earth, for us, is flat and bare. There are no shadows.
Wallace Stevens
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Not to be realized because not to Be seen, not to be loved nor hated because Not to be realized.
Wallace Stevens
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If to serenade almost to man Is to miss, by that, things as they are, Say that it is the serenade Of a man that plays a blue guitar.
Wallace Stevens
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I am the angel of reality, Seen for a moment standing in the door.
Wallace Stevens
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I can Do all that angels can. I enjoy like them, Like men besides, like men in light secluded, Enjoying angels.
Wallace Stevens
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This is old song That will not declare itself...
Wallace Stevens
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A few things for themselves, Florida, venereal soil, Disclose to the lover.
Wallace Stevens
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Is it he or is it I that experience this?
Wallace Stevens
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Twenty men crossing a bridge, Into a village, Are Twenty men crossing a bridge Into a village.
Wallace Stevens
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Without a name and nothing to be desired, If only imagined but imagined well.
Wallace Stevens
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The boots of the men clump On the boards of the bridge. The first white wall of the village Rises through fruit-trees. Of what was it I was thinking? So the meaning escapes.
Wallace Stevens
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Behold The approach of him whom none believes, Whom all believe that all believe, A pagan in a varnished car.
Wallace Stevens
