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The House Was Quiet And The World Was Calm

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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
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Susan Williams 29 February 2016
Enjoyed so much the comments by the people below- this poem brought out a lot of insight. I cannot add a thing to their brilliant thoughts about the relationships being portrayed by this beauty. I do like how he gave this poem its calm soothing atmosphere. For one thing, he repeated the word calm six times. Only a great poet can get by with that! But another way he created that calm was by writing longer lines and that has a lulling effect that short staccato lines do not create. Then there is the rhythm of words like in these: - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - - 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.
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Savita Tyagi 29 February 2016
Beautiful poem. Such a pleasure to read and immerse in its depth of thought. Beauty and truth coexist here.
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Edward Kofi Louis 29 February 2016
The conscience being of the book! The truth is the key. Nice piece of work.
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Barry Middleton 29 February 2016
Another excellent Wallace Stevens commentary on how the mind creates our reality. Here the reader becomes the book as the book becomes a being and part of the night with all things unified within the mind and imagination. I love Stevens' poetry.
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Kim Barney 29 February 2016
Well said, Barry.
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Rajnish Manga 29 February 2016
Nice portrayal of a relationship between a reader and the book, a book and the atmosphere in which reading takes place. The subject is awesomely unique and the narrative captivating. The quiet was part of the meaning, part of the mind: The access of perfection to the page.
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M Asim Nehal 29 February 2016
Nicc couplets. It soothes the mood and the surrounding after reading this fine poem.
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Gary Witt 10 December 2009
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. Wallace Stevens
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