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A review by casparb
April Galleons by John Ashbery
Ashbery never ends there will Always be another
THis is the last collection in the First collected! Not that I've finished it. 1987 & it's reading like later Ashbery this is more the Wakefulness vibe I really liked it again not necessarily his Strongest piece but the sketching of scenes here is really indicative of his development & he's still bashing down the walls of the box
If I come to you empty-handed, thaumaturge-like,
It is so you can see my arms are wide open,
Bereft of you, that in the sunshine we can play
And return to separate dreams later, in the night
Of the car. And all that we do within and to
Each other be kept distinct from evening's dazzle,
From the colorful drowned insects in the grass,
And my name be invisibly scratched on everything.
THis is the last collection in the First collected! Not that I've finished it. 1987 & it's reading like later Ashbery this is more the Wakefulness vibe I really liked it again not necessarily his Strongest piece but the sketching of scenes here is really indicative of his development & he's still bashing down the walls of the box
If I come to you empty-handed, thaumaturge-like,
It is so you can see my arms are wide open,
Bereft of you, that in the sunshine we can play
And return to separate dreams later, in the night
Of the car. And all that we do within and to
Each other be kept distinct from evening's dazzle,
From the colorful drowned insects in the grass,
And my name be invisibly scratched on everything.