Pour the unhappiness out
From your too bitter heart,
Which grieving will not sweeten.
Poison grows in this dark.
It is in the water of tears
Its black blooms rise.
The magnificent cause of being,
The imagination, the one reality
In this imagined world
Leaves you
With him for whom no phantasy moves,
And you are pierced by a death.
(Wallace Stevens)
More Poetry from Wallace Stevens:
Wallace Stevens Poems based on Topics: Water, Imagination & Visualization, Death & Dying, Unhappiness- Le Monocle de Mon Oncle (Wallace Stevens Poems)
- Farewell To Florida (Wallace Stevens Poems)
- It Must Give Pleasure (Wallace Stevens Poems)
- Contrary Theses (II) (Wallace Stevens Poems)
- Frogs Eat Butterflies, Snakes Eat Frogs, Hogs Eat Snakes, Men Eat Hogs (Wallace Stevens Poems)
- Hymn From A Watermelon Pavilion (Wallace Stevens Poems)