Climate Correction / John Ashbery's Last Poem, Handwritten at his Home in Hudson, New York, on August 25, 2017

So what if there was an attempt to widen
the gap. Reel in the scenery.
It’s unlike us to reel in the difference.

We got the room
in other hands, to exit like a merino ghost.
What was I telling you about?
Walks in the reeds. Be
contumely about it.
You need a chaser.
In other words, persist, but rather
a dense shadow fanned out.
Not exactly evil, but you get the point.

John Ashbery starb am 03. September 2017

via https://harpers.org/archive/2018/08/climate-correction-john-ashbery-final-poem/