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a text we should be born that we might read: from Wallace Stevens’ Paisant Chronicle

6 Feb

Description is revelation. It is not

The thing described, nor false facsimile.

It is an artificial thing that exists,

In its own seeming, plainly visible,

Yet not too closely the double of our lives,

Intenser than any actual life could be,

A text we should be born that we might read,

More explicit than the experience of sun

And moon, the book of reconciliation,

Book of a concept only possible

In description

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