The Planet On The Table (Wallace Stevens Poems)
Ariel was glad he had written his poems. They were of a remembered time Or of something seen that he ...
Ariel was glad he had written his poems. They were of a remembered time Or of something seen that he ...
At night, by the fire, The colors of the bushes And of the fallen leaves, Repeating themselves, Turned in the ...
Poetry is the supreme fiction, madame. Take the moral law and make a nave of it And from the nave ...
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