When poems get too skinny and bony, emaciated nearly into left-hand margin, so highly articulated their syllables crystallize, I go back to long lines to loosen up, to blur the issues of motion into minor forms within larger motions. I believe something like that was taking place some three or four years ago when I wrote this poem and three or four others like it.
“On ‘Motion Which Disestablishes Organizes Everything’ “ appeared in The Best American Poetry 1988, ed. John Ashbery; series ed. David Lehman (New York: Scribners, 1988).