Quotes from Collected Poems — Wallace Stevens
1879–1955 United States
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Light the first light of evening, as in a room
In which we rest and, for small reason, think
The world imagined is the ultimate good.
Collected Poems (1954)
Exile desire
For what is not. This is the barrenness
Of the fertile thing that can attain no more.
Collected Poems (1954)
There it was, word for word,
The poem that took the place of a mountain.
Collected Poems (1954)
This is, therefore, the intensest rendezvous.
It is in that thought that we collect ourselves,
Out of all the indifferences, into one thing
Collected Poems (1954)
That scrawny cry — It was
A chorister whose c preceded the choir.
It was part of the colossal sun,
Surrounded by its choral rings,
Still far away. It was like
A new knowledge of reality.
Collected Poems (1954)
Total grandeur of a total edifice,
Chosen by an inquisitor of structures
For himself. He stops upon this threshold
As if the design of all his words takes form
And frame from thinking and is realized.
Collected Poems (1954)