Frank O'Hara

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

V.R. Lang


You are so serious, as if
a glacier spoke in your ear
or you had to walk through
the great gate of Kiev
to get to the living room.

I worry about this because I
love you. As if it weren't grotesque
enough that we live in hydrogen
and breathe like atomizers, you
have to think I'm a great architect!

and you float regally by on your
incessant escalator, calm, a jungle queen.
Thinking it a steam shovel. Looking
a little uneasy. But you are yourself
again, yanking silver beads off your neck.

Remember, the Russian Easter Overture
is full of bunnies. Be always high,
full of regard and honor and lanolin. Oh
ride horseback in pink linen, be happy!
and ride with your beads on, because it rains.

Submitted: Monday, January 13, 2003

Do you like this poem?
0 person liked.
0 person did not like.

Read poems about / on: pink, silver, remember, happy, rain

Read this poem in other languages

This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.

I would like to translate this poem »

word flags

What do you think this poem is about?

Comments about this poem (V.R. Lang by Frank O'Hara )

Enter the verification code :

There is no comment submitted by members..

Top Poems

  1. Phenomenal Woman
    Maya Angelou
  2. The Road Not Taken
    Robert Frost
  3. If You Forget Me
    Pablo Neruda
  4. Still I Rise
    Maya Angelou
  5. Dreams
    Langston Hughes
  6. Annabel Lee
    Edgar Allan Poe
  7. If
    Rudyard Kipling
  8. I Know Why The Caged Bird Sings
    Maya Angelou
  9. Stopping by Woods on a Snowy Evening
    Robert Frost
  10. Invictus
    William Ernest Henley

PoemHunter.com Updates

New Poems

  1. To My Son, Robert Leary
  2. I am yours forever, gajanan mishra
  3. सिनायमोनि आंनि सिमांनि रजे, Bahadur Basumatary
  4. Wildly Into The Night, RoseAnn V. Shawiak
  5. Drunk poetry, Christian Lacdael
  6. Opportunities, Christian Lacdael
  7. COPLA 68 INVOCATION: This Bad Guy World, T (no first name) Wignesan
  8. Yes I Do, Lalit Kaira
  9. Wooden Footprints, RoseAnn V. Shawiak
  10. New Migration Equilibriums Time Shift Es.., Terence G. Craddock

Poem of the Day

poet Edmund Spenser

Of this worlds theatre in which we stay,
My love like the spectator ydly sits
Beholding me that all the pageants play,
Disguysing diversly my troubled wits.
...... Read complete »

   
[Hata Bildir]