“Nothing’s going to become of anyone
therefore: it’s okay
– A.R. Ammons
The first lines of A.R. Ammons Play are an exaltation of the freedom contained within demise and a call to ‘yearn too high’ and ‘drill imagination through necessity.’ The poem is disjointed and riddled with colons like connectors and also deep exhalations as he walks the line between despair and complete reassurance. ‘It’s okay’, he writes; ‘it’s alright: it’s been taken care of.’ Ammons’ vision is that there is nothing to worry about and no final score to settle, so he urges us to ‘pick a perch’ and ‘tune up’, like a bird preparing to launch into song.
A.R. Ammons (1926-2001)
From: The Complete Poems of AR Ammons Vol I