The Whole Harmonium, The Life of Wallace Stevens by Paul Mariani
The Sun This March
The exceeding brightness of this early sun
Makes me conceive how dark I have become,
And re-illumines things that used to turn
To gold in broadest blue, and be a part
Of a turning spirit in an earlier self.
That, too, returns from out the winter’s air,
Like an hallucination come to daze
The corner of the eye. Our element,
Cold is our element and winter’s air
Brings voices as of lions coming down.
Oh! Rabbi, rabbi, fend my soul for me
And true savant of the this dark nature be.
–Wallace Stevens 1879-1955
My review of Paul Mariani’s biography of Wallace Stevens is in the current issue of The Christian Century.