Poems by John Ashbery
Daffy Duck In Hollywood
... And so we too Came where the others came: nights of physical endurance, ...
Farm Implements and Rutabagas in a Landscape
... She remembered spinachAnd was going to ask Wimpy if he had bought any spinach ...
For John Clare
... hole history of probabilities is coming to life, starting in the upper left-hand corner, like a sail ...
Glazunoviana
... In the flickering evening the martins grow denser ...
Into the Dusk-Charged Air
... The Yukon Was choked with ice, but the Susquehanna still pushed ...
Just Walking Around
... Counterproductive, as you realize once againThat the longest way is the most efficient way, ...
My Philosophy of Life
... William James wrote in some book of his you never read--it was fine, it had the ...
Self-Portrait in a Convex Mirror
... The surface Of the mirror being convex, the distance increases ...
Syringa
... Its subject Matters too much, and not enough, standing there helplessly ...
... by an Earthquake
... o constructs a concealed trap, and a person near to him, Gwen, falls into the trap and cannot escape ...
If You Said You Would Come With Me
... away to the balustrade to admire the view of orchards and vineyards, approaching their autumn glory ...
Crossroads in the Past
... We’ve got to change all the furniture, fumigate the house, ...
Street Musicians
... Our trash, sperm and excrement everywhere, smeared ...
Uptick
... half turning around, slightly apprehensive, ...
El Dorado
... Ten shades of pleasing himself brings us to tomorrow ...
