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Wallace Stevens

Data urodzenia: 2. Październik 1879
Data zgonu: 2. Sierpień 1955

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Wallace Stevens — poeta i eseista amerykański.

Urodził się w Reading z rodziców o ewangelickim, holenderskim i niemieckim pochodzeniu. Jego ojciec, Garrett Barcalow Stevens, był prawnikiem, a matka, z domu Zellers, była nauczycielką. Uczył się w Reading Boys' High School a od 1893 w Harvard College. Następnie studiował na New York Law School. Specjalizował się w prawie ubezpieczeniowym. W 1916 rozpoczął pracę w Towarzystwie Ubezpieczeniowym Hartforda, gdzie pracował do emerytury. Ożenił się z pochodzącą z jego rodzinnego miasta Elsie Kachel Moll, z którą miał córkę Holly . Wallace Stevens debiutował zbiorem wierszy Harmonium , który sprzedał się w 100 egzemplarzach. Dorobek poetycki obejmuje również Ideas Of Order ; Owl's Clover ; The Man with the Blue Guitar ; Parts of the Word ; Notes Toward a Supreme Fiction ; Transport to Summer ; Auroras of Autumn ; Collected Poems ; a także tom szkiców i wykładów uniwersyteckich - The Necessery Angel . Pośmiertnie ukazał się tom wierszy Opus posthumous . Za Collected Poems Stevens otrzymał Nagrodę Pulitzera.

Wiersze Stevensa, kojarzone z późnym romantyzmem, imażyzmem i estetyzmem, uważane są za jedno z arcydzieł poezji XX wieku.

W języku polskim ukazały się dwa zbiory przekładów utworów Stevensa:

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Poecie temu jest też częściowo poświęcony nr 12 "Literatury na Świecie" z 2000 roku.

Cytaty Wallace Stevens

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„Perhaps
The truth depends on a walk around a lake“

— Wallace Stevens
Context: p>Perhaps The truth depends on a walk around a lake,A composing as the body tires, a stop To see hepatica, a stop to watch A definition growing certain andA wait within that certainty, a rest In the swags of pine-trees bordering the lake. Perhaps there are times of inherent excellence</p

„How simply the fictive hero becomes the real;
How gladly with proper words the solider dies,
If he must, or lives on the bread of faithful speech.“

— Wallace Stevens
Context: His petty syllabi, the sounds that stick, Inevitably modulating, in the blood. And war for war, each has its gallant kind. How simply the fictive hero becomes the real; How gladly with proper words the solider dies, If he must, or lives on the bread of faithful speech.

„It is not in the premise that reality
Is a solid.“

— Wallace Stevens
Context: It is not in the premise that reality Is a solid. It may be a shade that traverses A dust, a force that traverses a shade. "An Ordinary Evening in New Haven"

„I felt afraid.
And I remembered the cry of the peacocks.“

— Wallace Stevens
Context: I saw how the night came, Came striding like the color of the heavy hemlocks. I felt afraid. And I remembered the cry of the peacocks. "Domination of Black"

„Apotheosis is not
The origin of the major man.“

— Wallace Stevens
Context: p>Apotheosis is not The origin of the major man. He comes,p>Compact in invincible foils, from reason, Lighted at midnight by the studious eye, Swaddled in revery, the object ofThe hum of thoughts evaded in the mind...</p

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„There’s a meditation there, in which there seems“

— Wallace Stevens
Context: p>Is there a poem that never reaches words And one that chaffers the time away? Is the poem both peculiar and general? There’s a meditation there, in which there seemsTo be an evasion, a thing not apprehended or Not apprehended well. Does the poet Evade us, as in a senseless element?</p

„After the final no there comes a yes
And on that yes the future world depends.“

— Wallace Stevens
Context: After the final no there comes a yes And on that yes the future world depends. No was the night. Yes is this present sun. "The Well Dressed Man with a Beard"

„We agree in principle. That's clear.“

— Wallace Stevens
Context: We agree in principle. That's clear. But take The opposing law and make a peristyle, And from the peristyle project a masque Beyond the planets. Thus, our bawdiness, Unpurged by epitaph, indulged at last, Is equally converted into palms, Squiggling like saxophones. And palm for palm, Madame, we are where we began. "A High-Toned Old Christian Woman" (1922)

„Out of nothing to have come on major weather,“

— Wallace Stevens
Context: p>But to impose is not To discover. To discover an order as of A season, to discover summer and know it, To discover winter and know it well, to find Not to impose, not to have reasoned at all, Out of nothing to have come on major weather,It is possible, possible, possible. It must Be possible. It must be that in time The real will from its crude compoundings come,Seeming at first, a beast disgorged, unlike, Warmed by a desperate milk. To find the real, To be stripped of every fiction except one,The fiction of an absolute — Angel, Be silent in your luminous cloud and hear The luminous melody of proper sound.

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„Poetry is the supreme fiction, madame.“

— Wallace Stevens
Context: Poetry is the supreme fiction, madame. Take the moral law and make a nave of it And from the nave build haunted heaven. Thus, The conscience is converted into palms, Like windy citherns hankering for hymns. "A High-Toned Old Christian Woman" first published in The Dial No. 73 (July 1922)

„Am I not,
Myself, only half a figure of a sort,
A figure half seen, or seen for a moment, a man
Of the mind, an apparition appareled in
Apparels of such lightest look that a turn
Of my shoulders and quickly, too quickly, I am gone?“

— Wallace Stevens
Context: I am one of you and being one of you Is being and knowing what I am and know. Yet I am the necessary angel of earth, Since, in my sight, you see the earth again, Cleared of its stiff and stubborn, man-locked set And, in my hearing, you hear its tragic drone Rise liquidly in liquid lingerings, Like watery words awash; like meanings said By repetitions of half-meanings. Am I not, Myself, only half a figure of a sort, A figure half seen, or seen for a moment, a man Of the mind, an apparition appareled in Apparels of such lightest look that a turn Of my shoulders and quickly, too quickly, I am gone? "Angel Surrounded by Paysans" (1949)

„Style is not something applied. It is something that permeates.“

— Wallace Stevens
Context: Style is not something applied. It is something that permeates. It is of the nature of that in which it is found, whether the poem, the manner of a god, the bearing of a man. It is not a dress. "Two or Three Ideas" (1951); later published in Opus Posthumous (1959)

„Perhaps there are times of inherent excellence“

— Wallace Stevens
Context: p>Perhaps The truth depends on a walk around a lake,A composing as the body tires, a stop To see hepatica, a stop to watch A definition growing certain andA wait within that certainty, a rest In the swags of pine-trees bordering the lake. Perhaps there are times of inherent excellence</p

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