When talking about Stevens, one certainly remembers his many years of service in the insurance business, moreover, in respectable positions: head of the claims department, and then vice president of the Hartford Insurance Company. They say, here is a poet who all his life wore the mask of a respectable employee, hiding his poetic temperament behind the guise of an ordinary bourgeois. This is a habit that has become second nature; It is not without reason that in his poetry we find a whole deck of various masks that “defamiliarize” lyrical confessions, alienating them from the author.