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John Ashbery


John Ashbery’s Mysteries & Mazes

The Burning Mystery of Anna in 1951:
I prefer the genteel wackiness
Of John Ashbery’s As We Know: A poem written in two
columns, supposed to
be read simultaneously: John is devoted to the impossible
-- James Schuyler, “A few days”

A devotion to the impossible has long been the hallmark of John Ashbery’s poetry. From Turandot and Other Poems (1953) to the recent Girls on the Run, Ashbery has given us a poetry of wayward realities. His poems range with reckless grace into the familiar, the overseen and overheard. But like Midas his touch alters: the encounter makes strange. The inked groove of the poetic line takes on a life of its own – like a game that moves as we play. Interpretation, paraphrase, solving the poem’s “problem,” are suddenly beside the point. In reading an Ashbery poem, we encounter the syntax of a thinking mind: not stream of consciousness, but knot, webbing, cat’s cradle. Media-talk, strings of conversation, tatters of what we’ve read, remembered, imagined, dreamt. When pushed, we make sense of it: narrate or wind it together. Such stories are, like Ozymandias’ monument, only temporary. For they limit, generating a life that shrinks to fit. “There is so much to be said, and on the surface of it very little gets said,” Ashbery writes in “For John Clare.”

There ought to be room for more things, for a spreading out, like.
Being immersed in the details of rock and field and slop – letting them
come to you for once, and then meeting them halfway would be so much
easier – if then took an ingenious pride in being in one’s blood. Alas, we
perceive them if at all as those things that were meant to be put aside
costumes of the supporting actors or voice trilling at the end of a narrow
enclosed street. You can do nothing with them. Not even offer to pay.

Making room for more things has involved John Ashbery in a half-century of poetic experimentation. He erodes genre distinctions in the prose works of Three Poems (1972), disintegrates syntax in The Tennis Court Oath (1962), and rewrites traditional forms in Some Trees (1956) and Shadow Train (1981). Dictions mix throughout, and everywhere Ashbery confounds narrative ideology, abandoning the logical map of beginning-middle-end to produce a poetic language whose “endless coming and going,” says friend and poet Kenneth Koch, “itself may be the answer….[For] this is the experience and the texture (an enchanting and alluring one) of being alive.” It is a paradox, and a very rich one for the poet, that the used medium of language, overlaid as it is with the sediment of history and culture, nonetheless has the power to express what is unknown or unpresentable in a given time and place. Words recombine: the known is breached. The poem fills the space with versions of love and eroticism, with landscapes, people, voices, scenes and situations, whose dimensionality is mysteriously both more and less than what had been.  

It take only a minute revision, and see – the thing
Is there in all its interested variegatedness,
With prospects and walks curling away, never to be followed,
A civilized concern, a never being alone.
Later on you’ll have doubts about how it
Actually was, and certain greetings will remain totally forgotten,
As water forgets a dam once it’s over it. But at this moment
A spirit of independence reigns.
(“A Wave”)

John Ashbery was born in Rochester, N.Y., on July 28, 1927. He grew up on a fruit farm in Sodus, N.Y., near Lake Ontario. He received his B.A. degree in literature from Harvard in 1949 and moved to New York City where he was affiliated with poets Frank O’Hara, James Schuyler, Barbara Guest, Kenneth Koch (the so-called “New York School of Poets”), and painters Jane Freilicher, Larry Rivers, Nell Blaine, and Fairfield Porter. Ashbery completed his M.A. at Columbia University in 1951. He spent the years 1955-1965 in Paris, writing art reviews for The International Herald Tribune and researching an unfinished dissertation on French writer Raymond Roussel. After his return to the U.S., Ashbery was appointed executive editor of Art News, a position he held until 1972. In 1974, he began teaching creative writing at Brooklyn College. Throughout the 1970s and 80s, he continued to write art reviews for Newsweek and New York. His collected art criticism appeared in 1989 in Reported Sightings. Currently, Ashbery is the Charles P. Stevenson, Jr., Professor of Languages and Literature at Bard College. He divides his time between New York City and Hudson, New York.

Among the long list of prizes and awards received, a few outstanding mentions: Some Trees (1956) was selected by W.H. Auden for the Yale Younger Poets Prize. Self-Portrait in a Convex Mirror (1975) won the Pulitizer Prize for Poetry, the National Book Critics Circle Award, and the National Book Award; A Wave (1984) received the Lenore Marshall Poetry Prize. Ashbery was the first English-language poet to win the Grand Prix de Biennales Internationales de Poesie (Brussels). At various times he as been awarded the Bollingen Prize, the Feltrinelli International Prize for Poetry, the Ruth Lilly Poetry Prize, the Shelley Memorial Award, the Frank O’Hara Prize, and fellowships from the Academy of American Poets, the Fulbright Foundation, and the MacArthur Foundation. Ashbery is a Chancellor of the Academy of American Poets.

On the subject of his poetry, Ashbery has said, “I’m vary often told by people, after I give a reading, ‘I never could understand your poetry, but having heard you read I’m beginning to think that there’s something in it,’ which is a bit sad, because I think if only I could go around and sit with each potential reader and read, then maybe everybody would like it, but I’ll never be able to do this.”

Such is our tremendous luck tonight – that we may sit in hear him read his poems. To each potential reader.

April Denonno

Program notes by April Denonno on behalf of the poet’s reading for Counterbalance Poetry on Thursday, October 21, 1999.


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"This Room"
This Room

Broadside created by Paul Hunter/Wood Works Press for the poet’s reading for Counterbalance Poetry on Thursday, October 21, 1999. Printed from hand-set metal type on archival paper with original woodcut. Limited to 162 copies.

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