Wallace Stevens, American modernist poet

“One must have a mind of winter / To regard the frost and the boughs / Of the pine-trees crusted with snow / And have been cold a long time / To behold the junipers shagged with ice / The spruces rough in the distant glitter / Of the January sun…/ For the listener, who listens in the snow / And, nothing himself, beholds / Nothing that is not there and the nothing that is.” (From “The Snowman,” published Oct. 1921)

Oct. 2, 1879-Aug. 2, 1955