Should there be a question of returning or Of death in memory’s dream? Is spring a sleep?<p>This warmth is for lovers at last accomplishing Their lov… - Wallace Stevens

What is divinity if it can come
Only in silent shadows and in dreams?

I placed a jar in Tennessee And round it was, upon a hill. It made the slovenly wilderness Surround that hill. The wilderness rose upon it, And sprawled around, no longer wild.

The sun, that brave man, Comes through boughs that lie in wait, That brave man. Green and gloomy eyes In dark forms of the grass Run away. The good stars, Pale helms and spiky spurs, Run away. Fears of my bed, Fears of life and fears of death, Run away. That brave man comes up From below and walks without meditation, That brave man.