Wallace Stevens (Уоллес Стивенс)

Anecdote of the Jar

I placed a jar in Tennessee,
And round it was, upon a hill.
It made the slovenly wilderness
Surround that hill.

The wilderness rose up to it,
And sprawled around, no longer wild.
The jar was round upon the ground
And tall and of a port in air.

It took dominion everywhere.
The jar was gray and bare.
It did not give of bird or bush,
Like nothing else in Tennessee.

1. Farewell to Florida
2. The Man on the Dump
3. The Comedian as the Letter C
4. Two Figures in Dense Violet Light
5. Phases

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Количество обращений к стихотворению: 1820

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