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Sunday Morning

Sunday Morning


by Wallace Stevens

Analysis: Sex Rating

Exactly how steamy is this poem?


Most of the poem is as tame as a nature documentary, but, at a couple of places, things get a little interesting. First, you have the boys who put fruit out on a plate to lure beautiful maidens to come hang out with them. Then, in stanza VII, we see a bunch of naked pagan men singing and dancing in a circle. This "orgy," however, isn't very sexual.

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