Beyond My Understanding

Of the Surface of Things

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.

………….~ Wallace Stevens

Shadow Moon

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About CarolWiebe

Art entices, inspires, and delights me. Art is a vehicle for laughter, tears, wonder, enlightenment--taking me on a constant path of discovery. You can't say that about housework (except, perhaps, for the crying part).
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2 Responses to Beyond My Understanding

  1. Carol Boyer says:

    Carol-

    I love the image- both the one in my own mind that you painted there and the visual one you presented. Keep exciting all of us.

    Hugs
    Carol

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