Death is the mother of beauty. Only the perishable can be beautiful, which is why we are unmoved by artificial flowers.

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. ".