
On the Surface of Things Wallace Stevens
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I
In my room, the world is beyond my understanding;
But when I walk I see that it consists of three or four hills and a cloud.
II
From my balcony, I survey the yellow air,
Reading where I have written,
“The spring is like a belle undressing.”
III
The gold tree is blue.
The singer has pulled his cloak over his head.
The moon is in the folds of the cloak.
In my room, the world is beyond my understanding;
But when I walk I see that it consists of three or four hills and a cloud.
II
From my balcony, I survey the yellow air,
Reading where I have written,
“The spring is like a belle undressing.”
III
The gold tree is blue.
The singer has pulled his cloak over his head.
The moon is in the folds of the cloak.
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