John Ashbery - Like America
People are buying store-dolls.
I wonder if that’s forbidden too.
Does it mean one isn’t to lead one’s life?
Today, a day that makes very little sense,
in clear disarray
everything’s getting worse.
Besides, who are we not to endorse it?
And these shattered ornaments to truth
almost grew up to me.
The sun and the yard
paused over a thousand times,
unable to explain the arch that is daylight.
And the tribes that were before
this panicked band announced it was quitting
saw the crocuses too. They were purple and awful.
It’s almost leaking to say it.
But how much longer could I go on not missing the point?