Wallace Stevens

(October 2, 1879 – August 2, 1955 / Pennsylvania / United States)

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

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  • Rookie Gary Witt (12/10/2009 9:53:00 PM)

    I like the relationship between this poem and 'The Reader, ' also by Stevens:


    The Reader

    All night I sat reading a book,
    Sat reading as if in a book
    Of somber pages.

    It was autumn and falling stars
    Covered the shriveled forms
    Crouched in the moonlight.

    No lamp was burning as I read,
    A voice was mumbling, “Everything
    Falls back to coldness,

    Even the musky muscadines,
    The melons, the vermilion pears
    Of the leafless garden.”

    The somber pages bore no print
    Except the trace of burning stars
    In the frosty heaven.

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