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Stevens, Wallace: The Woman in Sunshine

Portre of Stevens, Wallace

The Woman in Sunshine (English)

It is only that this warmth and movement are like

The warmth and movement of a woman.


It is not that there is any image in the air

Nor the beginning nor end of a form:


It is empty. But a woman in threadless gold

Burns us with brushings of her dress


And a dissociated abundance of being,

More definite for what she is—


Because she is disembodied,

Bearing the odors of the summer fields,


Confessing the taciturn and yet indifferent,

Invisibly clear, the only love.

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