Some lines by Wallace Stevens

 

Until the rolling heaven made them blue,
A blue beyond the rainy hyacinth.

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                                                                It must
Be the finding of a satisfaction, and may
Be of a man skating, a woman dancing, a woman
Combing. The poem of the act of the mind.

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Sources: “Sea Surface Full of Clouds” and “Of Modern Poetry.”