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Wallace Stevens Poet

  • Gender: Male
  • Citizenship: United States
  • Born: Oct 2, 1879
  • Died: Aug 2, 1955

Wallace Stevens was an American Modernist poet. He was born in Reading, Pennsylvania, educated at Harvard and then New York Law School, and he spent most of his life working as an executive for an insurance company in Hartford, Connecticut. He won the Pulitzer Prize for Poetry for his Collected Poems in 1955.

Some of his best-known poems include "Anecdote of the Jar", "Disillusionment of Ten O'Clock", "The Emperor of Ice-Cream", "The Idea of Order at Key West", "Sunday Morning", "The Snow Man", and "Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird."

After the final no there comes a yes and on that yes the future of the world hangs.

It is the unknown that excites the ardor of scholars, who, in the known alone, would shrivel up with boredom.

Poor, dear, silly Spring, preparing her annual surprise!

A poem need not have a meaning and like most things in nature often does not have.

In poetry, you must love the words, the ideas and the images and rhythms with all your capacity to love anything at all.

In the world of words, the imagination is one of the forces of nature.

The day of the sun is like the day of a king. It is a promenade in the morning, a sitting on the throne at noon, a pageant in the evening.

I do not know which to prefer, The beauty of inflections, Or the beauty of innuendoes, The blackbird whistling, Or just after.

Everything is complicated if that were not so, life and poetry and everything else would be a bore.

Perhaps the truth depends on a walk around the lake.

Death is the mother of Beauty hence from her, alone, shall come fulfillment to our dreams and our desires.

Money is a kind of poetry.

A poet looks at the world the way a man looks at a woman.

Intolerance respecting other people's religion is toleration itself in comparison with intolerance respecting other people's art.

The imagination is man's power over nature.

We say God and the imagination are one... How high that highest candle lights the dark.