Wednesday, August 19, 2009

i used to think they were all alike

Today has that special, lapidary
Todayness that the sunlight reproduces
Faithfully in casting twig-shadows on blithe
Sidewalks. No previous day would have been like this.
I used to think they were all alike,
That the present always looked the same to everybody
But this confusion drains away as one
Is always cresting into one's present.

"Self-Portrait in a Convex Mirror," John Ashbery

[Armitage Avenue east of Spaulding Avenue]

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