Wallace Stevens

Wallace Stevens (October 2, 1879 – August 2, 1955) was 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.

Some of his best-known poems include "Valley Candle", "Anecdote of the Jar", "Disillusionment of Ten O'Clock", "The Emperor of Ice-Cream", "The Idea of Order at Key West", "Sunday Morning", "The Snow Man", and "Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird."

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    Tilting up his nose,
    He inhaled the rancid rosin, burly smells
    Of dampened lumber, emanations blown
    From warehouse doors, the gustiness of ropes,
    Decays of sacks, and all the arrant stinks
    That helped him round his rude æsthetic out.
    Wallace Stevens (1879–1955)

    Poet, be seated at the piano.
    Play the present, its hoo-hoo-hoo,
    Its shoo-shoo-shoo, its ric-a-nic,
    Its envious cachinnation.
    Wallace Stevens (1879–1955)

    Ah, but to play man number one,
    To drive the dagger in his heart,
    To lay his brain upon the board
    And pick the acrid colors out,
    To nail his thought across the door,
    Its wings spread wide to rain and snow,
    To strike his living hi and ho....
    Wallace Stevens (1879–1955)

    Soon, with a noise like tambourines,
    Came her attendant Byzantines.
    Wallace Stevens (1879–1955)

    There comes a time when the waltz
    Is no longer a mode of desire, a mode
    Of revealing desire and is empty of shadows.
    Too many waltzes have ended.
    Wallace Stevens (1879–1955)