Poems
02.09.2010 / 21.04 pm
 
by Frank O'Hara
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Votes: 1
Did you see me walking by the Buick Repairs?
I was thinking of you
having a Coke in the heat it was your face
I saw on the movie magazine, no it was Fabian's
I was thinking of you
and down at the railroad tracks where the station
has mysteriously disappeared
I was thinking of you
as the bus pulled away in the twilight
I was thinking of you
and right now.


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(John, xxi.16)
Hark my soul! it is the Lord;
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The Pobble Who Has No Toes

The Pobble who has no toes
Had once as many as we;
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All Distance

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Rain drenches the patio stones.
All night was spent waiting
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To Himself

Now will you rest forever,
My tired heart. Dead is the last
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Votes: 2
 








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