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Classic and Contemporary Poetry
THE FLORIST WEARS KNEE-BREECHES, by WALLACE STEVENS Poet Analysis Poet's Biography First Line: My flowers are reflected Last Line: In a white dish. Subject(s): Flowers | |||
My flowers are reflected My flowers are reflected In your mind In your mind As you are reflected in your glass. As you are reflected in your glass. When you look at them, When you look at them, There is nothing in your mind There is nothing in your mind Except the reflections Except the reflections Of my flowers. Of my flowers. But when I look at them But when I look at them I see only the reflections I see only the reflections In your mind, In your mind, And not my flowers. And not my flowers. It is my desire It is my desire To bring roses, To bring roses, And place them before And place them before you In a white dish. In a white dish. | Discover our Poem Explanations and Poet Analyses!Other Poems of Interest...THEY SAW THE PROBLEM by MARK JARMAN SHAKE THE SUPERFLUX! by DAVID LEHMAN THE M??TIER OF BLOSSOMING by DENISE LEVERTOV TANKA DIARY (6) by HARRYETTE MULLEN VARIATIONS: 17 by CONRAD AIKEN FORCED BLOOM by STEPHEN ELLIOTT DUNN |
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