And it is in New York I have those strangest things of all: human friendships. Not many friendships and not of spent familiarities: for I don't like actual human beings too much around me. But yet friendships made of the edges of thoughts and vivid pathos and pregnant odds and ends of nervous human flesh and Mary MacLane
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In his poem, “The New York Trilogy,” John Ashbery writes of a city from which he has been estranged since childhood. The city is “a place that is a city and a place that isn’t a city.” Ashbery describes it as a place where people are “strangely alone.” The buildings do not have faces, and the streets have no names. The city seems to have no history. And yet, it is here where Ashbery finds those strangest things of all: human friendships.

Not many friendships and not of spent familiarity: for I don't like actual human beings too much around me. But yet friendships made of the edges of thoughts and vivid pathos and pregnant odds and ends of nervous human flesh and tenderness that you can't quite shake off even though they're never quite real, that you realize only in your dreams.

Source: I, Mary Maclane: A Diary Of Human Days

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