Wallace Stevens Snow Quotations

It was evening all afternoon. It was snowing And it was going to snow. The blackbird sat In the cedar-limbs.

People should like poetry the way a child likes snow, and they would if poets wrote it.

For the listener, who listens in the snow, / And, nothing himself, beholds / Nothing that is not there and the nothing that is.

One must have a mind of winter To regard the frost and the boughs Of the pine-trees crusted with snow

The figures of the past go cloaked. They walk in mist and rain and snow And go, go slowly, but they go.