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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
A DISH OF PEACHES IN RUSSIA, by WALLACE STEVENS Poem Explanation Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: With my whole body I taste these peaches Last Line: One self from another, as these peaches do Subject(s): Fruit; Peaches | |||
With my whole body I taste these peaches, I touch them and smell them. Who speaks? I absorb them as the Angevine Absorbs Anjou. I see them as a lover sees, As a young lover sees the first buds of spring And as the black Spaniard plays his guitar. Who speaks? But it must be that I, That animal, that Russian, that exile, for whom The bells of the chapel pullulate sounds at Heart. The peaches are large and round, Ah! and red; and they have peach fuzz, ah! They are full of juice and the skin is soft. They are full of the colors of my village And of fair weather, summer, dew, peace. The room is quiet where they are. The windows are open. The sunlight fills The curtains. Even the drifting of the curtains, Slight as it is, disturbs me. I did not know That such ferocities could tear One self from another, as these peaches do. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THE POEMS OF COLD MOUNTAIN: 58 by HAN SHAN PEACH BLOOMS by PAUL HAMILTON HAYNE COUPLE SHARING A PEACH by MOLLY PEACOCK TRIOLET by EMILY JANE (DAVIS) PFEIFFER THE RIPEST PEACH by JAMES WHITCOMB RILEY SING-SONG; A NURSERY RHYME BOOK: 112 by CHRISTINA GEORGINA ROSSETTI TO THE PEACH BLOSSOM by JULIAN FRANCIS SMITH |
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