A Worldly Country: New Poems

ISBN: 0061173843

Author: Ashbery, John

Condition: New

Thrill of a RomanceIt's different when you have hiccups.Everything is-so many glad hands competingfor your attention, a scarf, a puff of soot,or just a blast of silence from a radio.What is it? That's for you to learnto your dismay when, at the end of a long queuein the cafeteria, tray in hand, they tell you the gate closed downafter the Second World War. Syracuse was declared capitalof a nation in malaise, but the directoratehad other, hidden goals. To proclaim logica casualty of truth was one.Everyone's solitude (and resulting promiscuity)perfumed the byways of villages we had thought civilized.I saw you waiting for a streetcar and pressed forward.Alas, you were only a child in armor. Now when ribald toastssail round a table too fair laid out, why the consequencesare only dust, disease and old age. Pleasant memoriesare just that. So I channel whateverinto my contingency, a vein of mercurythat keeps breaking out, higher up, more on timeevery time. Dirndls spotted with obsolete flowers,worn in the city again, promote open discussion.