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Frank O’Hara

Now That I Am in Madrid I Can Think I think of you and the continents brilliant and arid and the slender heart you are sharing my share of with the American air as the lungs I have felt sonorously subside slowly greet each morning and your brown lashes flutter revealing two perfect dawns colored… Continue reading Frank O’Hara

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Frank O’Hara

In Favor Of One’s Time The spent purpose of a perfectly marvellous life suddenly glimmers and leaps into flame it’s more difficult than you think to make charcoal it’s also pretty hard to remember life’s marvellous but there it is guttering choking then soaring in the mirrored room of this consciousness it’s practically a blaze… Continue reading Frank O’Hara

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Frank O’Hara

Yesterday Down at the Canal You say that everything is very simple and interesting it makes me feel very wistful, like reading a great                                                  Russian novel does I am terribly bored sometimes it is like seeing a bad movie other days, more often, it’s like having an acute disease                                                            of the kidney god… Continue reading Frank O’Hara

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Frank O’Hara

They say I mope too much but really I’m loudly dancing. I eat paper. It’s good for my bones. I play the piano pedal. I dance, I am never quiet, I mean silent. Some day I’ll love Frank O’Hara. I think I’ll be alone for a little while. — Frank O’Hara, “Katy,”  The Collected Poems… Continue reading Frank O’Hara

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Frank O’Hara

In Favor of One’s Time   The spent purpose of a perfectly marvellous life suddenly glimmers and leaps into flame it’s more difficult than you think to make charcoal it’s also pretty hard to remember life’s marvellous but there it is guttering choking then soaring in the mirrored room of this consciousness it’s practically a… Continue reading Frank O’Hara

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I don’t believe in god, so I don’t have to make elaborately sounded structures. … Pain always produces logic, which is very bad for you. … As for measure and other technical apparatus, that’s just common sense: if you’re going to buy a pair of pants you want them to be tight enough so everyone… Continue reading Frank O’Hara

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