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To The Roaring Wind
Wallace Stevens
What syllable are you seeking,
Vocalissimus,
In the distances of sleep?
Speak it.
(C) Wallace Stevens
01/01/2000
Best Poems of Wallace Stevens
Depression Before Spring
Gray Room
Poem Written At Morning
In The Carolinas
Sea Surface Full Of Clouds
The Man With The Blue Guitar
Life Is Motion
The Planet On The Table
Ploughing On Sunday
Contrary Theses (ii)
Nomad Exquisite
The Comedian As The Letter C: 01 - The World Without Imagination
The Wind Shifts
Tea
O Florida, Venereal Soil
A High-toned Old Christian Woman
Invective Against Swans
Disillusionment Of Ten Oclock
Anecdote Of The Jar
On The Manner Of Addressing Clouds
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