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Frank O’Hara

On a Mountain Rocks with lichen on, rattling leaves and rotting snow I shall live to finish this cigarette and the turnpike rose up a lesser hill, gleams the nether pond and the wire towers        on the horizon. A foot away in the dead sun a handkerchief lies dirty in the snow. I’m smoking… Continue reading Frank O’Hara

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