You know how Utamaro's beauties sought The end of love in their all-speaking braids. Alas! Have all the barbers lived in vain That not one curl in nature has survived? — Wallace Stevens (1879_1955 Copy Share Image
You know how Utamaro's beauties sought The end of love in their all-speaking braids. Alas! Have all the barbers lived in vain That not… — Wallace Stevens (1879_1955 Copy Share Image
It is poverty's speech that seeks us out the most. It is older than the oldest speech of Rome. This is the tragic accent… — Wallace Stevens (1879_1955 Copy Share Image
Who can think of the sun costuming clouds When all people are shaken Or of night endazzled, proud, When people awaken And cry and… — Wallace Stevens (1879_1955 Copy Share Image
