Poems
12.03.2010 / 16.53 pm
 
Frank O'Hara Was an American poet who, along with John Ashbery, James Schuyler, Barbara Guest and Kenneth Koch, was a key member of what was known as the New York School of poetry.
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Call Me

The eager note on my door said "Call me,"
call when you get in!" so I quickly threw
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V.R. Lang

You are so serious, as if
a glacier spoke in your ear
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In Memory Of My Feelings

My quietness has a man in it, he is transparent
and he carries me quietly, like a gondola, through the streets.
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A City Winter

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I understand the boredom of the clerks
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Did You See Me Walking By The Buick Repairs?

Did you see me walking by the Buick Repairs?
I was thinking of you
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A True Account Of Talking To The Sun On Fire Island

The Sun woke me this morning loud
and clear, saying "Hey! I've been
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Music

If I rest for a moment near The Equestrian
pausing for a liver sausage sandwich in the Mayflower Shoppe,
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Chinamen Jump

At night Chinamen jump
on Asia with a thump
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Steps

How funny you are today New York
like Ginger Rogers in Swingtime
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At Night Chinamen Jump

At night Chinamen jump
on Asia with a thump
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Digression On Number 1, 1948

I am ill today but I am not
too ill. I am not ill at all.
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On Seeing Larry Rivers' Washington Crossing The Delaware At The Museum Of Modern Art

Now that our hero has come back to us
in his white pants and we know his nose
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