BORN on JULY 28, 1927 - Listen (RealAudio)
Poem: "This Room," by John Ashbery from Your Name Here (Farrar, Straus, and Giroux).
This Room
The room I entered was a dream of this room.
Surely all those feet on the sofa were mine.
The oval portrait
of a dog was me at an early age.
Something shimmers, something is hushed up.
We had macaroni for lunch every day
except Sunday, when a small quail was induced
to be served to us. Why do I tell you these things?
You are not even here.
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