Wallace Stevens,
Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird
“ O thin men of Haddam, Why do you imagine golden birds? Do you not see how the blackbird Walks around the feet Of the women about you? ”
Wallace Stevens,
Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird
“ O thin men of Haddam, Why do you imagine golden birds? Do you not see how the blackbird Walks around the feet Of the women about you? ”
Wallace Stevens,
Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird
“ Among twenty snowy mountains, The only moving thing Was the eye of the blackbird. II I was of three minds, Like a tree In which there are three blackbirds. III The blackbird whirled in the autumn winds. It was a small part of the pantomime. IV A man and a woman Are one. A man and a woman and a blackbird Are one. V I do not know which to prefer, The beauty of inflections Or the beauty of innuendoes, The blackbird whistling Or just after. VI Icicles filled the long window With barbaric glass. The shadow of the blackbird Crossed it, to and fro. The mood Traced in the shadow ”
Wallace Stevens,
Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird
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