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I like poems you can tack all over with a hammer and there are no hollow places.
John Ashbery
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John Ashbery
Age: 90 †
Born: 1927
Born: July 28
Died: 2017
Died: September 3
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I listen to music a great deal. In a way, it's trying to express things that can't be expressed in words. That's something that interests me, too. Even though I use words to express myself, I am trying to, it seems to me, get beyond that.
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Death is a new office building filled with modern furniture, A wise thing, but which has no purpose for us.
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The ellipse is as aimless as that, Stretching invisibly into the future so as to reappear In our present. Its flexing is its account, Return to the point of no return.
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Just keep playing, mastering as you do the step Into disorder this one meant. Don't you see It's all we can do? Meanwhile, great fires Arise, as of haystacks aflame. The dial has been set And that's ominous, but all your graciousness in living Conspires with it, now that this is our home: A place to be from, and have people ask about.
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There is the view that poetry should improve your life. I think people confuse it with the Salvation Army.
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Somewhere someone is traveling furiously toward you, At incredible speed, traveling day and night.
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And the way Though discontinuous, and intermittent, sometimes Not heard of for years at a time, did, Nonetheless, move up, although, to his surprise It was inside the house, And always getting narrower.
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Once a happy old man One can never change the core of things, and light burns you the harder for it.
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In the increasingly convincing darkness The words become palpable, like a fruit That is too beautiful to eat.
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I don't look on poetry as closed works. I feel they're going on all the time in my head and I occasionally snip off a length.
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The winter does what it can for its children.
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I tried each thing, only some were immortal and free.
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Some certified nut Will try to tell you it's poetry, (It's extraordinary, it makes a great deal of sense) But watch out or he'll start with some New notion or other.
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I'm heading for a clean-named place like Wisconsin, and mad as a jack-o'-lantern, will get there without help and nosy proclivities.
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The gray glaze of the past attacks all know-how...
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What is the past, what is it all for? A mental sandwich?
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Extreme patience and persistence are required, Yet everybody succeeds at this before being handed The surprise box lunch of the rest of his life.
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Silly girls your heads full of boys
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