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Ashbery: “The Skaters,” first typescript, page 43


The pump is leaking--I shall have to have it fixed.

Like that marvelous thing you haven't learned yet.

Your knotted hair,
Around your shoulders
A shawl the collors of the spectrumdele

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To refuse the square hive
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The apples are all getting tinted
In the cool light of autumn
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The constellations are rising
In perfect order: Taurus, Leo, Gemini.