I love, love, love Wallace Stevens!
Ok, so he’s not Frost, but he’s pretty fantastic anyway. An insurance exec by day and poet by night, Stevens wrote some truly amazing poetry. He has the gift of weaving colour and music into his words, and has an incredible imagination. Not to mention a talent for putting words together in a way that’s beautiful and new without being jarring. Some of his poems, like “The Emperor of Ice Cream,” are more philosophical and experimental than poetic, but others are simply beautiful.
My favourite is “Peter Quince at the Clavier”. There’s something incredible about the image of Peter Quince sitting at a piano in a jazz club, playing the melody of blue-shadowed silk. Read More