Showing posts with label Wallace Stevens. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Wallace Stevens. Show all posts
Friday, September 7, 2018
Thursday, February 21, 2013
Perhaps the truth depends on a walk around the lake
On foot
I wandered through the solar systems,
before I found the first thread of my red dress.
Already I have a sense of myself.
Somewhere in space my heart hangs,
emitting sparks, shaking the air,
to other immeasurable hearts.
-Edith Irene Södergran, “On Foot I Wandered Through the Solar Systems”Image: Annie Vought, i took the girl to walk in circles, (paper cut letters)
Title: Wallace Stevens
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Wallace Stevens
Monday, February 13, 2012
The Markawasi Stone Forest of Peru
"The river that flows nowhere, like a sea…"
-Wallace Stevens
Art: The Markawasi Stone Forest of Peru
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