A True Account of Talking to the Sun on Fire Island (Frank O’Hara Poems)
The Sun woke me this morning loudand clear, saying 'Hey! I've beentrying to wake you up for fifteenminutes. Don't be ...
The Sun woke me this morning loudand clear, saying 'Hey! I've beentrying to wake you up for fifteenminutes. Don't be ...
The Sun woke me this morning loudand clear, saying "Hey! I've been trying to wake you up for fifteen minutes. ...
1Wet heat drifts through the afternoonlike a campus dog, a fraternity ghostwaiting to stay home from football games.The arches are ...
I think you're wonderful and so does everyone else.Just as Jackie Kennedy has a baby boy, so will you—even bigger.You ...
It is 12:20 in New York a Fridaythree days after Bastille day, yesit is 1959 and I go get a ...
Ah nuts! It's boring reading French newspapers in New York as if I were a Colonial waiting for my gin ...
I am not a painter, I am a poet.Why? I think I would rather bea painter, but I am not. ...
I am ill today but I am nottoo ill. I am not ill at all.It is a perfect day, warmfor ...
I'm not going to cry all the timenor shall I laugh all the time,I don't prefer one "strain" to another.I'd ...
It is almost threeI sit at the marble topsorting poems, miserablethe little lamp glows feeblyI don't glow at allI have ...
When I was a childI played by myself in a corner of the schoolyardall alone.I hated dolls and Ihated games, ...
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