Wallace Stevens

"Like the Sweetness of Gardenias Mother, you died 15 years ago. pain, a rapier, cut until, finally, there was just peace like the sweetness of gardenias in the crystal vase on your yellow kitchen table. so fragrant. your voice lingers in my ear reminding, scolding, guiding a pleasant mantra of tenderness, magic words that move my palms, your palms. together we are molding, helping, creating. in the mirror I see your eyes, your beautiful brown circles looking back, so radiant. "don't forget me," you whispered the day you died. I won't."

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Source: Wallace Stevens (2011). “Selected Poems”, p.80, Knopf

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Wallace Stevens

Wallace Stevens

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Wallace Stevens was an American poet known for his complex explorations of imagination and reality, particularly in works like 'Harmonium.'

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