New York is a field of tireless and antagonistic interests undoubtedly fascinating but horribly unreal. Everybody is looking at everybody else a foolish crowd walking on mirrors.

How high that highest candle lights the dark. Stevens suggests that we live in the tension between the shapes we take as the world acts upon us and the ideas of order that our imagination imposes upon the world. Weinman who made a bust of Elsie.

He won the Pulitzer Prize for Poetry for his Collected Poems in 1955. Wallace Stevens (October 2 1879 – August 2 1955) was an American Modernist poet. ".