Poems by John Ashbery
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... very much the parties went on from house to house ...
The Tennis Court Oath
... he chose this moment to ask her in detail about her family and the others ...
The Painter
... They tossed him, the portrait, from the tallest of the buildings ...
This Room
... except Sunday, when a small quail was induced ...
Late Echo
... Or rather, it is necessary to write about the same old things ...
Leave the Hand In
... I ask you only to choose between us, then shut down this election ...
The Instruction Manual
... ld man dressed in brown and gray, asks us how long we have been in the city, and how we like it here ...
Hotel Lautréamont
... 4. It was their choice, after all, that spurred us to feats of the imagination ...
These Lacustrine Cities
... s face. But the past is already here, and you are nursing some private project ...
And Ut Pictura Poesis Is Her Name
... Colliding with the lush, Rousseau-like foliage of its desire to communicate ...
The Bungalows
... Whose installedness was the price of further revolutions, so you knew this combat was the last ...
Pyrography
... The page of dusk turns like a creaking revolving stage in Warren, Ohio ...
Like a Sentence
... while lumberjacks in headbands came down to see what all the fuss was about, ...
Sleepers Awake
... ha Christie slept daintily, as a woman sleeps, which is why her novels are like tea sandwiches&mdash ...
Last Month
... In his book there was a picture of treason only ...
