A City Winter (Frank O Hara Poems)
1I understand the boredom of the clerksfatigue shifting like dunes within their eyesa frightful nausea gumming up the worksthat once ...
1I understand the boredom of the clerksfatigue shifting like dunes within their eyesa frightful nausea gumming up the worksthat once ...
ON the long slow heave of a lazy sea,To the flap of an idle sail,The Nancy's Pride went out on ...
When first I left Old England's shore,Such yarns as we were told,As how folks in AustraliaCould pick up lumps of ...
'Twas a dirty night, 'twas a dirty trickWhen our ship turned over in the AtlanticIt was the schooner Hesperous - ...
IYoung captain of a crazy bark!O tameless heart in battered frame!Thy sailing orders have a mark,And hers is not the ...
"It is the future generation that presses into being by means of these exuberant feelings and supersensible soap bubbles of ...
Try as he will, no man breaks wholly loose From his first love, no matter who she be. Oh, was ...
I've paid for your sickest fancies; I've humoured your crackedest whim -- Dick, it's your daddy, dying; you've got to ...
We have a small sculpture of Henry James on our terrace in New York City. Nothing would surprise him. The ...
Wasn't on purpose that I drilled through my finger or the nurse laughed. She apologized three times and gave me ...
Foundered March 24. 1878 1 The Eurydice-it concerned thee, O Lord: Three hundred souls, O alas! on board, Some asleep ...
Come pity us, all ye who see Our harps hung on the willow-tree; Come pity us, ye passers-by, Who see ...
Behind the cruise ship, in the wake a green phosphorescence bubbled and shimmered in the dark of night the white ...
A dear old couple my grandparents were, And kind to all dumb things; they saw in Heaven The lamb that ...
Sometimes the notes are ferocious, skirmishes against the author raging along the borders of every page in tiny black script. ...
How agreeable it is not to be touring Italy this summer, wandering her cities and ascending her torrid hilltowns. How ...
1 O TO make the most jubilant poem! Even to set off these, and merge with these, the carols of ...
NOW finale to the shore! Now, land and life, finale, and farewell! Now Voyager depart! (much, much for thee is ...
1. I am thirty this November. You are still small, in your fourth year. We stand watching the yellow leaves ...
Gold! We leapt from our benches. Gold! We sprang from our stools. Gold! We wheeled in the furrow, fired with ...
God knows how our neighbor managed to breed His great sow: Whatever his shrewd secret, he kept it hid In ...
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