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Wallace Stevens

One might have thought of sight, but who could thinkOf what it sees, for all the ill it sees?Speech found the ear, for all the evil sound,But the dark italics it could not propound.And out of what one sees and hears and outof what one feels, who could have thought to makeSo many selves, so… Continue reading Wallace Stevens

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