John Ashbery - Like a Sentence

How little we know,

and when we know it!

It was prettily said that “No man

hath an abundance of cows on the plain, nor shards

in his cupboard.” Wait! I think I know who said that! It was . . .

Never mind, dears, the afternoon

will fold you up, along with preoccupations

that now seem so important, until only a child

running around on a unicycle occupies center stage.

Then what will you make of walls? And I fear you

will have to come up with something,

be it a terraced gambit above the sea

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