CategoryStephen Spender

To break out of the chaos of my darkness

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“To break out of the chaos of my darknessInto a lucid day is all my will.My words like eyes in night, stare to reachA centre for their light: and my acts thrownTo distant places by impatient violenceYet lock together to mould a path of stoneOut of my darkness into a lucid day.”

Extract from: The Still Centre, 1935

Stephen Spender