Poetry Alive: Wallace Stevens- The Emperor of Ice Cream

I am studying for finals this weekend and Wallace Stevens is one of the poets we’ve been focusing on. This particular poem is one of my favorites of his.

The Emperor of Ice Cream

Wallace Stevens

 

Call the roller of big cigars,

The muscular one, and bid him whip

In kitchen cups concupiscent curds.

Let the wenches dawdle in such dress

As they are used to wear, and let the boys

Bring flowers in last month’s newspapers.

Let be be finale of seem.

The only emperor is the emperor of ice-cream.

 

Take from the dresser of deal,

Lacking the three glass knobs, that sheet

On which she embroidered fantails once

And spread it so as to cover her face.

If her horny feet protrude, they come

To show how cold she is, and dumb.

Let the lamp affix its beam.

The only emperor is the emperor of ice-cream.

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4 Comments »

  1. Laura Said:

    I LOVE THIS POEM!!!!! ❤ ok. glad we established that….

    It's really cool to hear it read aloud.

  2. Jules Archer Said:

    This is one of my favorite poems. Love this! The words just roll around in your mouth.


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