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Wallace Stevens

Data de nascimento: 2. Outubro 1879
Data de falecimento: 2. Agosto 1955

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Wallace Stevens foi um poeta modernista norte-americano. Educado em Harvard e depois na New York Law School, trabalhou em uma companhia de seguros em Connecticut na maior parte de sua vida.

Seus poemas mais conhecidos incluem "Anedota de um jarro", "Desilusão das dez horas", "O Imperador do Sorvete", "A Ideia de Ordem em Key West", "Manhã de Domingo" e "Treze maneiras de olhar para um melro".

Citações Wallace Stevens

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„Perhaps
The truth depends on a walk around a lake“

— Wallace Stevens
Context: p>Perhaps The truth depends on a walk around a lake,A composing as the body tires, a stop To see hepatica, a stop to watch A definition growing certain andA wait within that certainty, a rest In the swags of pine-trees bordering the lake. Perhaps there are times of inherent excellence</p

„Am I not,
Myself, only half a figure of a sort,
A figure half seen, or seen for a moment, a man
Of the mind, an apparition appareled in
Apparels of such lightest look that a turn
Of my shoulders and quickly, too quickly, I am gone?“

— Wallace Stevens
Context: I am one of you and being one of you Is being and knowing what I am and know. Yet I am the necessary angel of earth, Since, in my sight, you see the earth again, Cleared of its stiff and stubborn, man-locked set And, in my hearing, you hear its tragic drone Rise liquidly in liquid lingerings, Like watery words awash; like meanings said By repetitions of half-meanings. Am I not, Myself, only half a figure of a sort, A figure half seen, or seen for a moment, a man Of the mind, an apparition appareled in Apparels of such lightest look that a turn Of my shoulders and quickly, too quickly, I am gone? "Angel Surrounded by Paysans" (1949)

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„We make a dwelling in the evening air,
In which being there together is enough.“

— Wallace Stevens
Context: We say God and the imagination are one... How high that highest candle lights the dark. Out of this same light, out of the central mind, We make a dwelling in the evening air, In which being there together is enough. "Final Soliloquy of the Interior Paramour"

„There are no shadows anywhere.
The earth, for us, is flat and bare.
There are no shadows.“

— Wallace Stevens
Context: Do not speak to us of the greatness of poetry, Of the torches wisping in the underground, Of the structure of vaults upon a point of light. There are no shadows in our sun, Day is desire and night is sleep. There are no shadows anywhere. The earth, for us, is flat and bare. There are no shadows.

„Perhaps there are times of inherent excellence“

— Wallace Stevens
Context: p>Perhaps The truth depends on a walk around a lake,A composing as the body tires, a stop To see hepatica, a stop to watch A definition growing certain andA wait within that certainty, a rest In the swags of pine-trees bordering the lake. Perhaps there are times of inherent excellence</p

„It is not in the premise that reality
Is a solid.“

— Wallace Stevens
Context: It is not in the premise that reality Is a solid. It may be a shade that traverses A dust, a force that traverses a shade. "An Ordinary Evening in New Haven"

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„Out of nothing to have come on major weather,“

— Wallace Stevens
Context: p>But to impose is not To discover. To discover an order as of A season, to discover summer and know it, To discover winter and know it well, to find Not to impose, not to have reasoned at all, Out of nothing to have come on major weather,It is possible, possible, possible. It must Be possible. It must be that in time The real will from its crude compoundings come,Seeming at first, a beast disgorged, unlike, Warmed by a desperate milk. To find the real, To be stripped of every fiction except one,The fiction of an absolute — Angel, Be silent in your luminous cloud and hear The luminous melody of proper sound.

„Poetry is the supreme fiction, madame.“

— Wallace Stevens
Context: Poetry is the supreme fiction, madame. Take the moral law and make a nave of it And from the nave build haunted heaven. Thus, The conscience is converted into palms, Like windy citherns hankering for hymns. "A High-Toned Old Christian Woman" first published in The Dial No. 73 (July 1922)

„Yet look not at his colored eyes. Give him
No names. Dismiss him from your images.
The hot of him is purest in the heart.“

— Wallace Stevens
Context: p>He is and may be but oh! He is, he is, This foundling of the infected past, so bright, So moving in the manner of his hand. Yet look not at his colored eyes. Give him No names. Dismiss him from your images. The hot of him is purest in the heart. </p

„I am the woman stripped more nakedly
Than nakedness, standing before an inflexible
Order, saying I am the contemplated spouse.“

— Wallace Stevens
Context: I am the spouse. She took her necklace off And laid it in the sand. As I am, I am The spouse. She opened her stone-studded belt. I am the spouse, divested of bright gold, The spouse beyond emerald or amethyst, Beyond the burning body that I bear. I am the woman stripped more nakedly Than nakedness, standing before an inflexible Order, saying I am the contemplated spouse.

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