Thursday, September 24, 2009

The night knows nothing of the chants of night

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The night knows nothing of the chants of night.

It is what it is as I am what I am:
And in perceiving this I best perceive myself
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And you. Only we two may interchange
Each in the other what each has to give.
Only we two are one, not you and night,
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Nor night and I, but you and I, alone,
So much alone, so deeply by ourselves,
So far beyond the casual solitudes,
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That night is only the background of our selves,
Supremely true each to its separate self,
In the pale light that each upon the other throws.
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~ Wallace Stevens
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