Posts Tagged ‘Wallace Stevens’

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Wallace Stevens

september 19, 2010

‘I thought, on the train, how utterly we have forsaken the Earth, in the sense of excluding it from our thoughts. There are but few who consider its physical hugeness, its rough enormity. It is still a disparate monstrosity, full of solitudes & barrens & wilds. It still dwarfs & terrifies & crushes. The rivers still roar, the mountains still crash, the winds still shatter. Man is an affair of cities. His gardens & orchards & fields are mere scrapings. Somehow, however, he has managed to shut out the face of the giant from his windows. But the giant is there, nevertheless.’

-Wallace Stevens

/Kenneth Tangnes

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Jeg Liker Wallace Stevens

april 5, 2010

‘Style is not something applied. It is something that permeates. It is of the nature of that in which it is found, whether the poem, the manner of a god, the bearing of a man. It is not a dress.’

Wallace Stevens

/Kenneth Tangnes