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My Sad Self

Rating: 4.8

To Frank O’Hara

Sometimes when my eyes are red
I go up on top of the RCA Building
and gaze at my world, Manhattan—
my buildings, streets I’ve done feats in,
lofts, beds, coldwater flats
—on Fifth Ave below which I also bear in mind,
its ant cars, little yellow taxis, men
walking the size of specks of wool—

Panorama of the bridges, sunrise over Brooklyn machine,
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COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Paul Brookes 12 August 2019

As usual Ginsberg hit the spot no fancy words or line just simple lines that connect you to the poet and the poet to you via his world Great poetry.

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Anil Kumar Panda 12 August 2017

Emotionally powerful poem on the city life that he does not want to miss.Enjoyed.

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Dr Antony Theodore 12 August 2018

A great poem indeed.. tony

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Glen Kappy 12 August 2017

i've never read this ginsberg poem before that i can remember, but this will take the place among a few favorites. as in other ginsberg poems, he uses plain and unpretentious language in this meditation that is his meditation but feels familiar, evoking the bittersweet feeling of this passing life. glen kappy

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Edward Kofi Louis 12 August 2017

This graveyard! ! Thanks for sharing.

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Brook Renwick 14 August 2021

You are lucky that you can step aside and not feel judged in this city Allen! ! ! !

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Dr Dillip K Swain 12 August 2021

The first three lines!

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Rose Marie Juan-austin 12 August 2021

A vivid depiction of the intricacies of life. Superb imagery.

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Rose Marie Juan-austin 12 August 2021

A touching, straightforward and gripping write.

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Sylvia Frances Chan 12 August 2021

CONGRATS being chosen by PH as The Modern Poem Of The Day. Almost all his poems are very touching.

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