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“Korean Soap Opera”

This week, in memory of our longtime contributor John Ashbery, we bring you a selection of his poems from our archive.

Korean Soap Opera

My sister and I don’t seem to get along too well anymore. She always has to have everything new in her house. Cherished ideals don’t suit her teal, rust and eggshell color scheme. Of course, I was a buyer when peddling the Communist youth weekly. I have a degree in marketing. Her boyfriend thinks I’m old-fashioned. Well, I guess I do have an old-fashioned mentality.

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