The Plot Against the Giant

autumn-woman-in-gold-leavesCouldn’t find the name of the painter… sorry!

Here is a very weird poem, and one very uncharacteristic of him, by the great American poet  Wallace Stevens:

The Plot Against the Giant

First Girl When this yokel comes maundering,

Whetting his hacker,

I shall run before him,

Diffusing the civilest odors

Out of geraniums and unsmelled flowers.

It will check him.

Second Girl

I shall run before him,

Arching cloths besprinkled with colors

As small as fish-eggs.

The threads

Will abash him.

Third Girl

Oh, la…le pauvre!

I shall run before him,

With a curious puffing.

He will bend his ear then.

I shall whisper

Heavenly labials in a world of gutturals.

It will undo him.


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One thought on “The Plot Against the Giant

  1. It seems the painting is a photograph taken by someone with a Flickr account named “Prairie Kittin” (spelling intentional). The photographer requests attribution as they have a “some rights reserved” note on their page ( Apparently, the photographer created the image in response to challenges as we often do over here in the WP universe of words (and sometimes photos). Kind regards, MSOC

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