I am sorry for breathing here on earth.
I am sorry for not being the person who you want me to be.. I am no worth. 470 more words
Wallace Stevens (1879-1955) is one of my favourite poets. I first came across his poetry over 40 years ago when I heard the Professor of English at University College, Dublin, Denis Donoghue, intoning “Sunday Morning” in a lecture hall. 594 more words