We did a school assignment this year on Wallace Stevens. This is some of the collateral
1
What Monstrous arms!
Streaming to heaven
Fire Dancing with Shivan urgencies.
2
You, my droll friend are as accessible as sleep.
Bush in your form
Rose in your mind.
3
There is a tree on
Fire
Above my neck
Rooting
To the tubercular sky.
4
Throw your pollen
To heaven
Baptize earth in spring
How the sap roars
With the hammer of nature.
5
Lonely old wet dogwood
You are the tree of the world.
Immortal
But for the snake gnawing your roots
6
At first instance of
Fruit
I lost my first
Gardener.
7
“Lift your skinny fists
Like antennae to heaven.”
8
To you we
Nailed the Roman's
Antichrist.
