“Words add to the senses. The words for the dazzle
Of mica, the dithering of grass,
The Arachne integument of dead trees,
Are the eye grown larger, more intense.”— from “Variations on a Summer Day” by Wallace Stevens
an abandoned chest of roistering literature for the drunk and rampant reader.
“Words add to the senses. The words for the dazzle
Of mica, the dithering of grass,
The Arachne integument of dead trees,
Are the eye grown larger, more intense.”— from “Variations on a Summer Day” by Wallace Stevens