for Sharon Thesen
to be seen elsewhere
the trouble with our industry--
they said as I chop up an onion
later: I don’t like it, would you?
I consider the question, the language
so formal -- our industry?
nothing on practice, the vagaries of time
we don’t have the luxuries of an Ashbery
they said adding tomatoes to that onion
those who wrote on the job, dreaming
who is this “they”
who speaks for a “we”?
or O’Hara, who spent his lunch hours
typing up poems in stationary stores
spending? is that what he was doing?
everything -- all of us -- speaking in market terms!
Ashbery’s debt to that instruction manual
was it paid for its role in the poem?
“so much depends upon”
“the uses of a new metal”
Williams composing lines
between patient visits
making them wait
for him to finish
we are saying no to free labour!
they said as I stir into the bowl
cilantro, oil and vinegar