Anecdote of the Jar
by Wallace Stevens
I placed a jar in Tennessee, I A jar was placed in Tennessee
And round it was, upon a hill. The round jar stood on the top of a hill.
It made the slovenly wilderness
Surround that hill.
The wilderness rose up to it, The wilderness rose up to it, It surged away
And sprawled around, no longer wild. And spread around, no longer wild.
The jar was round upon the ground The round jar stood on the ground
And tall and of a port in air. Tall as a port in the air
It took dominion everywhere.
The jar was gray and bare. This bare gray jar
It did not give of bird or bush, it could not grow birds and bushes
Like nothing else in Tennessee. Unlike other places in Tennessee
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