Wallace Stevens
Wallace Stevens
Wallace Stevenswas an American Modernist poet. He was born in Reading, Pennsylvania, educated at Harvard and then New York Law School, and he spent most of his life working as an executive for an insurance company in Hartford, Connecticut. He won the Pulitzer Prize for Poetry for his Collected Poems in 1955...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionPoet
Date of Birth2 October 1879
CountryUnited States of America
style
Style is not something applied. It is something that permeates.
kind making-money
Money is a kind of poetry.
poetry dresses worms
The poet makes silk dresses out of worms.
poetry purpose poetry-is
The purpose of poetry is to make life complete in itself.
keys west becoming
Key West, unfortunately, is becoming rather literary and artistic.
civilization saint crumbs
Civilization must be destroyed. The hairy saints of the North have earned this crumb by their complaints.
winter snow cedars
It was evening all afternoon. It was snowing And it was going to snow. The blackbird sat In the cedar-limbs.
rome speech poverty
It is poverty's speech that seeks us out the most. It is older than the oldest speech of Rome. This is the tragic accent of the scene.
winter men ice
The mind is the great poem of winter, the man, Who, to find what will suffice, Destroys romantic tenements Of rose and ice....
furniture rooms trifles
How full of trifles everything is! It is only one's thoughts that fill a room with something more than furniture.
literature inappropriate source
Nothing could be more inappropriate to American literature than its English source since the Americans are not British in sensibility.
coffee sacrifice orange
Complacencies of the peignoir, and late Coffee and oranges in a sunny chair. And the green freedom of a cockatoo Upon a rug mingle to dissipate The holy hush of ancient sacrifice
literature terrible grows
As life grows more terrible, its literature grows more terrible.
moon world dirt
This mangled, smutted semi-world hacked out Of dirt . . . It is not possible for the moon To blot this with its dove-winged blendings.