The fundamental impermanence of things

…as if I were only a flower after all and not the map of the country in which it grows.

-John Ashbery, Three Poems 

Image: Ann Hamilton, untitled (from Body Object series, 1984-88

Title: Maggie Nelson, Bluets

When the words become palpable

Know amazedly how
often one takes his madness
into his own hands

and keeps it.

—Lorine Niedecker

Image: Adolf Wölfli, Rosalia Walther, Owner of the Grand-Hotel on Mount Neveranger, 1911

Title: Nod to John Ashbery