Boundary Issues by John Ashbery
Judy brought in this photo.. it is a joyful boy, with the crumpled man holding a bereft Christmas tree--
reminded her of "My Father's Kites" -- on the docket, but we discussed it Dec. 19.
Given as supplement: Amid Mounting Evidence by John Ashbery
We usually reserve the adjective "Merry" for Christmas... but Dunbar captures a festive spark
for Autumn, which indeed provides a fireworks of color. Unlike the usual "end of the year, the moan before dying" attributed to the season, he trounces the idea of "solemn" -- nature is not inherently
this or that... and ends on a sense of mirth and laughter you can hear if out in the woods.
The rhyming is typical of the time, but escapes a "Hallmark" quality... which would never have a line such as this: