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Expecting rain, the profile of a day Wears its soul like a hat.
John Ashbery
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John Ashbery
Age: 90 †
Born: 1927
Born: July 28
Died: 2017
Died: September 3
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Life is beautiful. He who reads that As in the window of some distant, speeding train Knows what he wants, and what will befall.
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It is written in the Book of Usable Minutes That all things have their center in their dying.
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The poem is sad because it wants to be yours, and cannot be.
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To the poet as a basement quilt, but perhaps To some reader a latticework of regrets.
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Poetry comes to me out of thin air or out of my unconscious mind. It's sort of the way dreams come to us and the way that we get knowledge from them, through television, old movies, which I watch a lot of. Lines of dialogue suddenly seem to be part of a poem.
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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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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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Imagine a painter crucified by his subject!
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A perfect example of the new republic's urge to drape itself with the togas of classical respectability.
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Where then shall hope and fear their objects find?
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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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What is the past, what is it all for? A mental sandwich?
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We are prisoners of the world's demented sink. The soft enchantments of our years of innocence Are harvested by accredited experience Our fondest memories soon turn to poison And only oblivion remains in season.
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Things can harden meaningfully in the moment of indecision
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Therefore bivouac we On this great, blond highway, unimpeded by Veiled scruples, worn conundrums. Morning is Impermanent. Grab sex things, swing up Over the horizon like a boy On a fishing expedition.
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All beauty, resonance, integrity, Exist by deprivation or logic Of strange position.
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The summer demands and takes away too much. /But night, the reserved, the reticent, gives more than it takes
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