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 ...
It's my lunch hour, so I gofor a walk among the hum-coloredcabs. First, down the sidewalkwhere laborers feed their dirtyglistening ...
I don't know as I get what D. H. Lawrence is driving at when he ...
Ah nuts! It's boring reading French newspapers in New York as if I were a Colonial waiting for my gin ...
The eager note on my door said "Call me,"call when you get in!" so I quickly threwa few tangerines into ...
The eager note on my door said "Call me, call when you get in!" so I quickly threw a few ...
I am ill today but I am nottoo ill. I am not ill at all.It is a perfect day, warmfor ...
Alone at nightin the wet citythe country's witis not memorable.The wind has blownall the trees downbut these anxietiesremain erect, beingthe ...
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