Dear Frank O'Hara,
Are you alive?
I've read your poems and know that you are.
But are you available in person?
I'd like to ask for more poems..
that's all.
At Joan's
It is almost three I sit at the marble top sorting poems, miserable the little lamp glows feebly I don't glow at all
I have another cognac and stare at two little paintings of Jean-Paul's, so great
Dear Frank O'Hara,
Are you alive?
I've read your poems and know that you are.
But are you available in person?
I'd like to ask for more poems..
that's all.