Maxioms by John Ashbery
I write with experiences in mind, but I don't write about them, I write out of them.
I write with experiences in mind, but I don't write about them, I write out of them.
I don't want to read what is going to slide down easily; there has to be some crunch, a certain read more
I don't want to read what is going to slide down easily; there has to be some crunch, a certain amount of resilience.
I don't look on poetry as closed works. I feel they're going on all the time in my head and read more
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.
I like poems you can tack all over with a hammer and there are no hollow places.
I like poems you can tack all over with a hammer and there are no hollow places.
So that the old joy, modest as cake, as wine and friendship Will stay with us at the last, backed read more
So that the old joy, modest as cake, as wine and friendship Will stay with us at the last, backed by the night Whose ruse gave it our final meaning