Wednesday, February 18, 2009

from Wallace Stevens' "Thirteen Ways of Looking at a Blackbird"

xiii

It was evening all afternoon.
It was snowing
And it was going to snow.
The blackbird sat
In the cedar-limbs.
Posted by cindy at 7:15 PM
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  1. robert dSunday, 22 February, 2009

    It was all too easy/black & white/I thought of my mother/while I whistled/transient arrangements melting/putting the thinking to sleep/in pristine beds of snow/

    James Abbott McNeil - 02/2009

    Life is Good,

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