My candle burned alone in an immense valley. Beams of the h… - Wallace Stevens

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My candle burned alone in an immense valley. Beams of the huge night converged upon it, Until the wind blew. Then beams of the huge night Converged upon its image, Until the wind blew.

Wallace Stevens

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Wallace Stevens (2 October 1879 – 2 August 1955) was an American modernist poet and businessman.

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