6/22/10

gray room

by Wallace Stevens

Although you sit in a room that is gray,
Except for the silver
Of the straw-paper,
And pick
At your pale white gown;
Or lift one of the green beads
Of your necklace,
To let it fall;
Or gaze at your green fan
Printed with the red branches of a red willow;
Or, with one finger,
Move the leaf in the bowl--
The leaf that has fallen from the branches of the forsythia
Beside you...
What is all this?
I know how furiously your heart is beating.


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2 comments:

  1. theat poem is beautiful .. how do you know of it ?definitely great inspiration for a tired tuesday morning like im having .

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  2. i actually randomly stumbled across it on the internet. i thought it was lovely! =]

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