Keener Sounds

January 1, 2019 9:33 PM

Ramon Fernandez, tell me, if you know, Why, when the singing ended and we turned Toward the town, tell why the glassy lights, The lights in the fishing boats at anchor there, As night descended, tilting in the air, Mastered the night and portioned out the sea, Fixing emblazoned zones and fiery poles, Arranging, deepening, enchanting night. Oh! Blessed rage for order, pale Ramon, The maker’s rage to order words of the sea, Words of the fragrant portals, dimly-starred, And of ourselves and of our origins, In ghostlier demarcations, keener sounds. - Wallace Stevens

posted by ageispolis (2 comments total) 1 user marked this as a favorite

very silly blues scale!!
posted by CarrotAdventure at 9:43 PM on January 1


Used some of this in this month's podcast!
posted by cortex at 6:25 PM on January 8


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