and adept, sustaining a glittering surface full of comedy and poise as Ashbery, with his typical wryness and mock-camaraderie ("We're all tenants, of one kind/or another"), draws in possible material only to let it spin away. "The truth is nobody knows what is happening anymore./I for one am not sure it's a mistake/to go crackling on like this . . ."from Charles Bainbridge: The Guardian: Planisphere by John Ashbery, Self-Portrait as Ruth by Jasmine Donahaye and Modern Poetry in Translation, edited by David and Helen Constantine
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