Additional Poems by Wallace Stevens
Gray Room" (1917)
Although you sit in a room that is gray,
Except for the silver
Of the straw-paper,
At your pale white gown;
Or lift one of the green beads
Of your necklace,
To let it fall;
Or gaze at your green fan
Printed with the red branches of a red willow;
Or, with one finger,
Move the leaf in the bowl--
The leaf that has fallen from the branches of the forsythia
What is all this?
I know how furiously your heart is beating.
online source: http://www.english.upenn.edu/~afilreis/88/gray-room.html
Bantams in Pine-Woods (1922)
Chieftain Iffucan of Azcan in caftan
Of tan with henna hackles, halt!
Damned universal cock, as if the sun
Was blackamoor to bear your blazing tail.
Fat! Fat! Fat! Fat! I am the personal.
Your world is you. I am my world.
You ten-foot poet among inchlings. Fat!
Begone! An inchling bristles in these pines,
Bristles, and points their Appalachian tangs,
And fears not portly Azcan nor his hoos.
Copyright © 1954 by Wallace Stevens
online source: http://www.poets.org/poems/Poemprnt.cfm?prmID=1725
The Comedian as the Letter C (1922)
[Online from the Representative Poetry On-line project at the University of Toronto]
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