Wallace Stevens (Уоллес Стивенс)

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.

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2. Nuances of a Theme by Williams
3. Two Figures in Dense Violet Light
4. Farewell to Florida
5. The Comedian as the Letter C

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