"Wakefulness is as nuanced, subtle, and magnificent as Stevens's late poems in The Rock. The book is a profound pleasure, the gift of a master."
(Harold Bloom)

"In a poem called 'Shadows in the Street' in Wakefulness, John Ashbery fleetingly depicts someone "mad and absorber / by life, by the truth, as always". This could easily stand for the poet himself. Now over 70, Ashbery is still exuberantly dedicated to the truthful rendering of experience as a flow of sensations that defy interpretation. Consciousness is not so much a stream as a series of jump-cuts from one haunting or zany impression to the next. His best poems have a weirdly, intriguingly satisfying quality...

However one reads it, Wakefulness is an extraordinary achievement and Ashbery's challenge to the normal way of doing things in poetry is as vigorous and startling as ever."
(Alan Brownjohn, The Sunday Times, 10th January 1999)

"Wakefulness is Ashbery's rage against the dying of the light, against mental and emotional paralysis, against his 'negative capability acting up / again.'"
(Stephen Matterson, Poetry Ireland Review, no 62)

"In the cult of personality marked by narratives of the blandest sort, which sums up the majority of late twentieth-century poetics, Ashbery is doing something different: creating lasting works of art that restore ambiguity, and therefore holiness and vitality, to both self and poem...Where his world connects with ours, through phrases that ache and revel in their joy, it connects like no other of his contemporaries, a sure needle shot to our senses...Wakefulness is further proof that he is one of the most vital, revelatory, and original poets we have. His vigilance is a blessing upon poetry, a wake-up call to all slumbering aesthetics."
(Greg Harris, American Book Review, Jan-Feb 1999, volume 20)