Unpublished poems and fragments from the first typescript:
An Average Day
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Two typescript pages, letter format. Undated. Page 1, recto: corrections in lead pencil and black ink. Verso: possibly a library call number. Page 2: vertical lead pencil marking, corrections in black ink. |
 Page 1, recto |
 Page 1, verso |
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| An Average Day |
| Stupid song... that weather bonnet protected | ||
| It | Is all gone now. But |  |
| The apothecary biscuits dwindled. All must pay. | ||
| In wedge-shaped zinc compartments, where a little spectral | ||
| Cliffs, teeming over into irony's | ||
| Gotten silently inflicted on the passes | ||
| Morning undermines, the daughter is. | ||
| Be sure the giant would know falling asleep |
| But the frozen droplets reveal | ||
| A mixed situation in which the penis | ||
| Scored the offer by fixed marches into what is. | ||
| One black spot remained. |
| Is it because apples grow | ||
| On the tree, or because it is green? | ||
| You may never know how much is pushed | ||
| Into night, nor what may return | ||
| To sulk contentedly, half asleep and half awake | ||
| By the arm of a chair pointinXXXXXXX pointed into | | |
| The painting of fire, or reach, in a coma | ||
| Out of | From the garden for foreign students. | |
| If I should... If I said you were there | ||
| The... towering peace about us might | ||
| Hold up the way it breaks--the monsoon | ||
| Move a pebble, to the plumbing contract, cataract. | ||
| There has got to be only-- there is going to be | ||
| An accent on the portable bunch of grapes | ||
| The time the mildewed seas cast the You | | |
| Imperfect Hhygrometer too far away. We read into it | | |
| The meaning of tears, survey of our civilization. |
Lit 10.92 | |
| An Average Day |
| Stupid song... that weather bonnet protected | ||
| It is all gone now. But | ||
| The apothecary biscuits dwindled. All must pay. | ||
| In wedge-shaped zinc compartments, where a little spectral | ||
| Cliffs, teeming over into irony's | ||
| Gotten silently inflicted on the passes | ||
| Morning undermines, the daughter is. | ||
| Be sure the giant would know falling asleep | ||
| But the frozen droplets reveal | ||
| A mixed situation in which the penis | ||
| Scored the offer by fixed marches into what is. | ||
| One black spot remained. |
| IUs it because apples grow | | |
| On the tree, or because it is green? | ||
| You may never know how much is pushed | ||
| Into night, nor what may return | ||
| To sulk contentedly, half asleep and half awake | ||
| By the arm of a chair pointed into | ||
| The painting of fire, or reach, in a coma | ||
| Out of the garden for foreign students. |
| If I should... If I said you were there | ||
| The... towering peace about us might | ||
| Hold up the way it breaks--the monsoon | ||
| Move a pebble, to the plumbing contract, cataract. | ||
| There has got to be only-- there is going to be | ||
| An accent on the portable bunch of grapes | ||
| The time the mildewed seas cast the | ||
| Hygrometer too far away. You read into it | ||
| The meaning of tears, survey of our civilization. |
| John Ashbery |
