The Poem That Took the Place of a Mountain

In The Poem That Took the Place of a Mountain, I had a few ideas on on a few lines Wallace Stevens wrote. The first line I want to analyze is "He breathed its oxygen, Even when the book lay turned in the dust of his table." To me, Wallace is saying that poetry his the essence of his life. Without it, he wouldn't be able to live. This leads to the second line I'm going to talk about. "How he had recomposed the pines, Shifted the rocks and picked his way among clouds,"shows how poetry is his getaway destination or his escape. When he writes poetry, he's in his own world that's in his own image. He can change anything he wants at anytime to whatever fits him. I can see why he has to create his own imaginary world. If I had to sell insurance, I'm pretty sure I'd do the same.