Something strange is creeping across me.
La Celestina has only to warble the first few bars
Of "I Thought about You" or something mellow from
Amadigi di Gaula for everything--a mint-condition can
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Only my intermittent life in your thoughts to live Which is like thinking in another language. Everything Depends on whether somebody reminds you of me. ~~~ GREAT
I do not see any poem, sir. Just a tongue twister with a story I do not comprehend.
I thought about you! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Lacks the experience-altering verbal transparency of the best Ashberry, but a larky, ambitious piece, nevertheless.
Its a well crafted worked, although it looses out on being obsessed with its own use of clever language to actually make a point about what its trying to be. I can interpret this as an existentialist drama in which poor old Daffy is forced to live to the designs of the artists brush strokes, and his control is impotent to an unfeeling universe. In many ways it feels like an animated feast with imagery but its overdone on the verbosity. This is quality stuff, but sometimes the quantity detracts from the value of the message. Still good though
I just want to mention that there is a typo in the read that reads '...on the Tamigi with the Wallets (Walt, Blossom, and little Skeezix) . On this site, your version reads Sleezix, which gives the poem an interesting, but unintentional, slant.
I imagine I might actually like John Asbery if I met him. He was educated at an elite prep school and the at Harvard. He is from the upper crust of the upper crust. He hung around with the major poets and I doubt if he lacked in the more expensive pleasures. But I don't speak the same language as him. His humor falls flat for me because I don't understand it. This may be a masterpiece among academics...but I understand poems in German more than this. And my German is very limited.
The green sky allows me to draw an daffy duck of hollywood