Tuesday, September 5, 2017
life is strange, then you die.
John Ashbery, 1927—2017
I was 26 when I read just-published Self-Portrait in a Convex Mirror.
He was in his mid-40s. In my mid-40s, I was writing a long philosophically “poetic” discourse—and happened to read Flow Chart in “one” sitting
(over several days). I may in fact have every one of his collections.
I certainly give Notes From The Air pride of place in my primary library
(a hundred-or-so books I keep nearby, among thousands stored).
London Review of Books honors him today, including links to many poems
he published via LRB.
More to say later (including employment of some Ashbery poems from LRB, now [?] available only to subscribers, of which I’m a longstanding one).
-- gary e. davis -- 2:09 PM