Final Soliloquy of the Interior Paramour
By Wallace Stevens

Light the first light of evening, as in a room
In which we rest and, for small reason, think
The world imagined is the ultimate good.

This is, therefore, the intensest rendezvous.
It is in that thought that we collect ourselves,
Out of all the indifferences, into one thing:

Within a single thing, a single shawl
Wrapped tightly round us, since we are poor, a warmth,
A light, a power, the miraculous influence.

Here, now, we forget each other and ourselves.
We feel the obscurity of an order, a whole,
A knowledge, that which arranged the rendezvous.

Within its vital boundary, in the mind.
We say God and the imagination are one...
How high that highest candle lights the dark.

Out of this same light, out of the central mind,
We make a dwelling in the evening air,
In which being there together is enough. 

cranberry tea and thinking of how my voice matches that tone

the velvet ringing my fingers through your hair for sure

french braid french kiss french toast french maid

the setting of a million suns

constant

for whoknowshowfar

don't be scared

don't be sad

what's the point?

no point

no clear stated declaration of my life in ink or in blood that 
has me convinced.

i will not fight for a reason

i will not fight

but i will watch

and learn

and try to make sense

because i can't help it

words

can sum up the world

almost like

how a recipe

can show you how

to make the most

delicious bread

but,

it cannot explain

how it feels in

your mouth

or how it satisfies

your hunger

or gives you the energy

to complete the task at hand

stars in my eyes

stars in my eyes

the high traffic of late october skies

not to be mistaken for common house flies

stars in my eyes

stars in my eyes

incredibly complex, but perfectly simple..

like how the beginning must have been

"So the real question is: does one see the total process of life or is one concentrated on the particular, thus missing the whole field of life? To be aware of the whole field is to see also the particular, but, at the same time, to understand its relationship to the whole. "

"But I love your feet

only because they walked
upon the earth and upon
the wind and upon the waters,
until they found me."

rock the night away

"The form, colour, name and sound are in no way sufficient to capture or convey the truth, which is why it is said that the knowledgeable do not speak and those who speak are not knowledgeable. But how can this generation understand this?"

"foxes have their dens and birds have their nests, but human beings have no place to lay down and rest."

drawn to you

like water to the moon

"could the young but realize how soon they will become mere walking bundles of habits, they would give more heed to their conduct while in the plastic state."

the unspeakable takes up all my words

and turns them into powder

which is useless until you add the rest

and make batches of perfection

made of purple circles

but wait, why are my hands frozen?

my tongue is too bulky

but i can still see

i am blinded by the sun but not by the light

the world moves too fast and I drive too slow

I feel much older than I did a year ago

and why didn't i buy these pants?

my name means leading people to drink wine in a meadow

miss it

A child said, What is the grass? fetching it to me with full hands;

How could I answer the child?. . . . . . I do not know what it is any more than he.

-Walt Whitman