Just Walking Around Poem by John Ashbery

Just Walking Around

Rating: 3.7

What name do I have for you?
Certainly there is not name for you
In the sense that the stars have names
That somehow fit them. Just walking around,

An object of curiosity to some,
But you are too preoccupied
By the secret smudge in the back of your soul
To say much and wander around,

Smiling to yourself and others.
It gets to be kind of lonely
But at the same time off-putting.
Counterproductive, as you realize once again

That the longest way is the most efficient way,
The one that looped among islands, and
You always seemed to be traveling in a circle.
And now that the end is near

The segments of the trip swing open like an orange.
There is light in there and mystery and food.
Come see it.
Come not for me but it.
But if I am still there, grant that we may see each other.

Kalamollah Khakpour 14 June 2010

i blive that good site about at poem

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John Richter 28 November 2014

Such an insightful poem to the travel through life.... the secret smudge on the back of your soul - a cross we all bear...... I think I should enjoy reading more of Mr. Ashbery's thoughts.

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Oluwagbemiga Olaoba 20 October 2015

Lovely as usual with Ashbery. I read on

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Ratnakar Mandlik 27 January 2016

Amazing and delightful poem. Thanks for sharing.10 points.

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Noor Khan 11 February 2022

It's a confusing poem

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Dr Antony Theodore 02 December 2019

In the sense that the stars have names That somehow fit them. Just walking around, ... a great poem.

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Edward Kofi Louis 02 December 2019

Curiosity! ! Muse of love and life. Thanks for sharing this poem with us.

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Mahtab Bangalee 02 December 2019

alone the walking way the longest way of knowledge most efficient way.........///

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Derin 26 September 2019

Can someone explain this poem

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John Ashbery

John Ashbery

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