John Ashbery Poems on Space (2 Poems)

Daffy Duck In Hollywood (John Ashbery Poem)

Something strange is creeping across me. La Celestina has only to warble the first few bars Of “I Thought about You” or something mellow from Amadigi di Gaula for everything–a mint-condition can Of Rumford’s Baking Powder, a celluloid earring, Speedy … Continue reading →

Farm Implements and Rutabagas in a Landscape (John Ashbery Poem)

The first of the undecoded messages read: “Popeye sits in thunder, Unthought of. From that shoebox of an apartment, From livid curtain’s hue, a tangram emerges: a country.” Meanwhile the Sea Hag was relaxing on a green couch: “How pleasant … Continue reading →