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Stevens returns to Oklahoma, the venue for the first poem in Harmonium, "Earthy Anecdote", which charged a local scene with an aura of mystery. "Life is Motion" by contrast reduces locale to basics, suggesting in its own way that the poet must move beyond it as Crispin did in " The Comedian as the Letter C ", even as this marriage of flesh and ...
Stevens locates the bucks in Oklahoma, which firmly situates the poem in the "local" school of writing, but he imbues the localist donnée — a particular landscape, some bucks, and a cat in Oklahoma — with the motion of his imagination, and the flat "local" scene acquires texture and life.
The poem recounts Crispin's voyage from Bordeaux to Yucatán to North Carolina, a voyage of hoped-for growth and self-discovery, representing according to one of Stevens's letters "the sort of life that millions of people live", [2] though Milton Bates reasonably interprets it as a fable of his own career up to 1921. [3]
This week’s guest on Poetry in Daily Life is Nile Stanley, PhD, who lives in Jacksonville, Florida. A teacher educator, artist-in-residence, and researcher, for thirty-six years he has been on a ...
Stuart Stevens is an American author and political consultant. He was the cofounder of Washington, D.C.–based political media consultancy Stevens & Schriefer Group (with Russell Schriefer ). In 2013, he became a founding partner in Strategic Partners & Media.
About this poem Stevens wrote, "Banal Sojourn" is a poem of (exhaustion in August!) [Stevens' parenthesis]. The mildew of any late season, of any experience that has grown monotonous as, for instance, the experience of life. [2] Harold Bloom responds: "Stevens, with only rare exceptions, did not comment very usefully upon his own poems. This is ...
Stevens's poetic naturalism was a significant achievement, from which he may or may not have retreated at the end of his life, depending on what one makes of the evidence of a deathbed conversion to Catholicism. The movement of the moon's old light may be compared to the light in Tattoo, which crawls over the water like a spider.
They would be like X in Stevens' 'Anecdote of Canna'", Buttel writes, "who at daybreak 'Observes the Canna with a clinging eye,' as though for the first time". [ 3 ] Neither interpretation, however, identifies who X is, the starting point of a reading of the poem which does more than merely scratch the surface.