"Wakefulness": Remembering Poet John Ashbery

    Celebrating the genius of the late American poet (1927-2017).

    Early Sunday morning, the great American poet, John Ashbery, passed away at the age of 90. Ashbery was a powerful—and famously obscure—voice in the literary world, and "changed the rules of American poetry." Among his 20 collections is the multi-award winning Self-Portrait in a Convex Mirror, which earned him a Pulitzer Prize, a National Book Award, and a National Book Critics Circle Award in 1976.

    Like his poetry, Ashbery was brilliant and enigmatic—a man who cherished experiences and the magic of everyday moments rather than following convention.

    Join us in celebrating his extraordinary life and inimitable style with the titular poem, "Wakefulness," below.

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    Wakefulness

    By John Ashbery

    Wakefulness

    By John Ashbery

    An immodest little white wine, some scattered seraphs,

    recollections of the Fall—tell me,

    has anyone made a spongier representation, chased

    fewer demons out of the parking lot

    where we all held hands?


    Little by little the idea of the true way returned to me.

    I was touched by your care,

    reduced to fawning excuses.

    Everything was spotless in the little house of our desire,

    the clock ticked on and on, happy about

    being apprenticed to eternity. A gavotte of dust-motes

    came to replace my seeing. Everything was as though

    it had happened long ago

    in ancient peach-colored funny papers

    wherein the law of true opposites was ordained

    casually. Then the book opened by itself

    and read to us: “You pack of liars,

    of course tempted by the crossroads, but I like each

    and every one of you with a peculiar sapphire intensity.

    Look, here is where I failed at first.

    The client leaves. History goes on and on,

    rolling distractedly on these shores. Each day, dawn

    condenses like a very large star, bakes no bread,

    shoes the faithless. How convenient if it’s a dream.”


    In the next sleeping car was madness.

    An urgent languor installed itself

    as far as the cabbage-hemmed horizons. And if I put a little

    bit of myself in this time, stoppered the liquor that is our selves’

    truant exchanges, brandished my intentions

    for once? But only I get

    something out of this memory.

    A kindly gnome

    of fear perched on my dashboard once, but we had all been instructed

    to ignore the conditions of the chase. Here, it

    seems to grow lighter with each passing century. No matter how you twist it,

    life stays frozen in the headlights.

    Funny, none of us heard the roar.

    Read more of John Ashbery's famous works.

    Buy Hotel Lautréamont at Amazon

    Hotel Lautréamont

    By John Ashbery

    “Ashbery’s phrases always feel newly minted; his poems emphasize verbal surprise and delight, not the ways that linguistic patterns restrict us. This sense of freedom is produced by Ashbery’s diction (no American poet has had a larger, more diverse vocabulary, not Whitman, not Pound) as well as his formal choices...Yet his work is permeated by a sense of urgency. He writes to outpace his last thought, refusing to rest in it, proceeding at a rate that is not hurried but dogged, in it for the long haul.” —Langdon Hammer, The New York Times Book Review

    Hotel Lautréamont

    By John Ashbery

    Buy Three Poems at Amazon

    Three Poems

    By John Ashbery

    “Ashbery’s finely tuned style never lapses into the commonplace. Every poem creates a mood of density and discretion, which is almost magical. . . . The language is everywhere magnificent.” —Dennis Zweig, The New York Times Book Review

    Three Poems

    By John Ashbery

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