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Stevens' poetry is always weird, strange, elliptical. He may even surpass himself in this poem about an empty jar set in the wilderness of Tennessee. What does this jar do? Nothing less than bring meaning to the world. Or maybe rob it of all meaning.
By Mark ScarbroughStevens' poetry is always weird, strange, elliptical. He may even surpass himself in this poem about an empty jar set in the wilderness of Tennessee. What does this jar do? Nothing less than bring meaning to the world. Or maybe rob it of all meaning.