John Schupf | ||||||||||||||||||
The House Was Quiet And The World Was Calm. | The house was quiet and the world was calm. | The reader became the book; and summer night Was like the conscious being of the book. | The house was quiet and the world was calm. | The words were spoken as if there was no book, | Except that the reader leaned above the page, | Wanted to lean, wanted much to be The scholar to whom his book is true, | to whom The summer night is like a perfection of thought. | The house was quiet because it had to be. | The quiet was part of the meaning, | part of the mind: The access of perfection to the page. | And the world was calm. The truth in a calm world. | In which there is no other meaning, | itself Is calm, itself is summer and night, | itself Is the reader leaning late and reading there. | Wallace Stevens" |
Wednesday, December 12, 2012
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