Disillusionment Of Ten O'Clock Comments

I vision the white gowns, the other colors and the socks and Sailor. But...I have no idea what all the hype is about aside from the fact that it caught my 'eye! '

A powerful and wonderful poem embellished with compelling images and great imagination.

What a fine description of disillusionment by one of USA's greatest ever poets. Dreams cocooned in a white world. Magnificent technical quality especially in the last four lines.

None are green, Or purple with green rings, Or green with yellow rings, Or yellow with blue rings. None of them are strange Beautiful description of disillusionment.

Gloomy moments of life don’t offer rainbow of colors. Wallace’s imagination brings beauty to some some such moments. A super read.

Haunted by white night-gowns....WHITE is associated with Terribly ghostlike moments during night time. Or this is metaporically meant something else. A magnificent TEN for the late WALLACE STEVENS, may his family and decent have great fun with this choice of Poem of The Day, sincerely Sylvia Frances Chan, Dutch Poetess

In God's green earth and colourful world only white reigns that time may look pale and ghastly to him and of course in a sense there has been disillusionment, both as to himself and as to the world with no imagination at all.....can you think of a world like this though with a consolation of a drunk sailor catching tigers in red weather........very well crafted with great imagination.........thanks for sharing

Interesting paint. Brilliant work.

'Night-gowns'! In red weather. Thanks for sharing.

Beautiful drop. Enjoyed from beginning to last line.

Grey picture of mankind. Brilliant work

Such an interesting poem by Wallace Stevens....

One of Wallace Stevens' most delightful poems - endearing.

They made us read ths garbage.1/10

I have to agree with C Carey. Stevens was most noted for his exploration of reality and the imagination, and how they are reconciled. This poem is more about the reality of the world lacking an imagination except for a drunk, or rather a man not who is not perceived as part of the mainstream.

Well, I think it's funny - not stupid at all. Poetry doesn't have to be deadly serious. Don't you think?

Not silly at all. The world is all too utterly without imagination. Boring as white nightgowns, without color or vigor or life. Thank goodness for the old drunk who at least has an imagination. That's it, pure and simple, gracefully told.

This bit of puffery is in the Top 500 of poems? It's pretty silly stuff. Perhaps it has an appeal to young children.