John Ashbery Poems
- Self-Portrait In A Convex Mirr... As Parmigianino did it, the ...
- Daffy Duck In Hollywood Something strange is creeping across ...
- My Philosophy Of Life Just when I thought there wasn't room ...
- Just Walking Around What name do I have for you? Certainly ...
- Into The Dusk-Charged Air Far from the Rappahannock, the ...
- Farm Implements And Rutabagas ...
- Glazunoviana The man with the red hat And the polar bear, is...
John Lawrence Ashbery is an American poet. He has published more than twenty volumes of poetry and won nearly every major American award for poetry, including a Pulitzer Prize in 1976 for his collection Self-Portrait in a Convex Mirror. But Ashbery's work still proves controversial. In an article on Elizabeth Bishop in his Selected Prose, he characterizes himself as having been described as "a harebrained, homegrown surrealist whose poetry defies even the rules and logic of Surrealism." Although renowned for the postmodern complexity and opacity of his work, Ashbery has stated that he wishes it to be accessible to as many people as possible, not a private ... more »
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''The disquieting muses again: what are "leftovers"?''John Ashbery (b. 1927), U.S. poet, critic. "Business Personals."
''Perhaps we ought to feel with more imagination.''John Ashbery (b. 1927), U.S. poet, critic. "The Recent Past."
''... the first step of the terrible journey toward feeling somebody should act, that ends in utter confusion and hopelessness, east of the sun and west of the moon.''John Ashbery (b. 1927), U.S. poet, critic. "For John Clare."
If you need a certain vitality you can only supply it yourself, or there comes a point, anyway, when no one's actions but your own seem dramatically convincing and justifiable in the plot that the num...John Ashbery (b. 1927), U.S. poet, critic. "The System."
It is the time we have now, and all our wasted time sinks into the sea and is swallowed up without a trace. The past is dust and ashes, and this incommensurably wide way leads to the pragmatic and kin...John Ashbery (b. 1927), U.S. poet, critic. "The System."
Self-Portrait In A Convex Mirror
As Parmigianino did it, the right hand
Bigger than the head, thrust at the viewer
And swerving easily away, as though to protect
What it advertises. A few leaded panes, old beams,
Fur, pleated muslin, a coral ring run together
In a movement supporting the face, which swims
Toward and away like the hand
Except that it is in repose. It is what is
Sequestered. Vasari says, "Francesco one day set himself
To take his own portrait, looking at himself from that purpose
In a convex mirror, such as is used by barbers . . .
He accordingly caused a ball of wood to be ...