Damn, I spent ten minutes typing that out from the book. I didn't realize it was already on line. A guy like me should know better and do a search first.
Seriously though, thanks for doing the typing and sending me that poem, G. You've mentioned Ashbery before a number of times and I thought about ordering some of his books around the same time you pointed me to the work of Geoffrey Hill. Now the three Ashbery titles you recommended are on their way.
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Because I love a good Ashbery poem:
Some Trees
These are amazing: each
Joining a neighbor, as though speech
Were a still performance.
Arranging by chance
To meet as far this morning
From the world as agreeing
With it, you and I
Are suddenly what the trees try
To tell us we are:
That their merely being there
Means something; that soon
We may touch, love, explain.
And glad not to have invented
Such comeliness, we are surrounded:
A silence already filled with noises,
A canvas on which emerges
A chorus of smiles, a winter morning.
Placed in a puzzling light, and moving,
Our days put on such reticence
These accents seem their own defense.
Sheesh, the double post looked better than the deletion!
Thanks for the poem, Tracy. I don't know why I don't own any Ashbery.
Damn, I spent ten minutes typing that out from the book. I didn't realize it was already on line. A guy like me should know better and do a search first.
Thanks, B.
G
Ya, you should know better! :)
Seriously though, thanks for doing the typing and sending me that poem, G. You've mentioned Ashbery before a number of times and I thought about ordering some of his books around the same time you pointed me to the work of Geoffrey Hill. Now the three Ashbery titles you recommended are on their way.
Which three Ashbury books, by the by?
A, the Ashbery titles I ordered are
Where Shall I Wander, his new one.
Self-Portrait in a Convex Mirror
The Tennis Court Oath
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