Poem by Wallace Stevens

Valley Candle

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

1. Earthy Anecdotes
2. To the Roaring Wind
3. The Idea of Order at Key West
4. Peter Quince at the Clavier
5. The House Was Quiet and the World Was Calm

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