Frank O'Hara

(27 March 1926 – 25 July 1966 / Baltimore, Maryland)

Poems of Frank O'Hara

Five Poems

Well now, hold on
maybe I won't go to sleep at all
and it'll be a beautiful white night
or else I'll collapse
completely from nerves and be calm
as a rug or a bottle of pills
or suddenly I'll be off Montauk
swimming and loving it and not caring where

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