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soupandcats · 1 month
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Fish, pointillist birds, grapple, Sondheim, and frank O’Hara
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lunamonchtuna · 10 months
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— Frank O'Hara (via lunamonchtuna)
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metamorphesque · 6 months
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poems that made me live in october
"Not that I'm going mad...", Joseph Brodsky
How Many Of Those Who You Can Share Your Bed With, Eduard Asadov
Aedh Wishes for the Cloths of Heaven, W. B. Yeats
Good Bones, Maggie Smith
Adieu to Norman, Bon Jour to Joan and Jean-Paul, Frank O'Hara
Anders On Life, First Considerations by Nils Peterson
Mayakovsky by Frank O'Hara
Lilichka, Vladimir Mayakovski
Sleeping In The Forest, Mary Oliver
a vote for the gentle light, charles bukowski
There Is A Spell In Autumn Poem by Fyodor Ivanovich Tyutchev
On Raglan Road by Patrick Kavanagh
 Darling, I left the house, Joseph Brodsky
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asoftepiloguemylove · 10 months
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if someday the moon calls you by your name don't be surprised / because every night i tell her about you
Richard Siken I Had A Dream About You / Vance Joy Mess Is Mine / Alessia Di Cersare The Side Effects of Eating Too Many Clementines / Frank O'Hara Biotherm / pinterest / pinterest / Tyler Knott Gregson Chasers of the Light: Poems from the Typewriter Series / Amrita Pritam Pinjar: The Skeleton & Other Stories / Ron Hicks Twilight Conversation / Joseph Marius Jean Avy Bal Blanc / Natalie Diaz Postcolonial Love Poem / Shahrazad al-Khalij
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aemperatrix · 6 months
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fluocininide · 1 year
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salma deera - letters from medea | hbo's the last of us | frank o'hara - having a coke with you | amal el-mohtar - this is how you lose the time war | hbo's the last of us | langston hughes - poem | marina tsvetaeva - i'm glad your sickness... | hbo's the last of us | the mountain goats - love love love
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dubblebubbleibuprofen · 2 months
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I can’t do this. Why. Why me why.
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newvision · 5 months
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Phoebe Bridgers, Chinese Satellite // Frank O’Hara, Lunch Poems // Ethel Cain, American Teenager
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tygerland · 8 months
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pangurlban · 5 months
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Frank O'Hara
Having a Coke With You
1966
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sakkuns · 6 months
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oh i get it. it's about someone you love entering the room and saying wouldnt you like your eggs a little different today and when they arrive they are just plain scrambled eggs and the warm weather is holding.
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fabbahblog · 1 year
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somnambulistdyke · 3 months
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sappho, fragment 16 (translated by anne carson) / frank o'hara, "having a coke with you"
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lanasdeadvape · 7 days
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Morning
Frank O'Hara
I've got to tell you how I love you always I think of it on grey mornings with death in my mouth the tea is never hot enough then and the cigarette dry the maroon robe chills me I need you and I look out the window at the noiseless snow at night on the dock the buses glow like clouds and I am lonely thinking of flutes I miss you always when I go to the beach the sand is wet with tears that seem mine although I never weep and hold you in my heart with a very real humor you'd be proud of the parking lot is crowded and I stand rattling my keys the car is empty as a bicycle what are you doing now where did you eat your lunch and were there lots of anchovies it is difficult to think of you without me in the sentence you depress me when you are alone last night the stars were numerous and today the snow is their calling card I'll not be cordial there is nothing that distracts me music is only a crossword puzzle do you know how it is when you are the only passenger if there is a place further from me I beg you do not go
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aziakeys · 1 year
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I love you. I love you, but I’m turning to my verses and my heart is closing like a fist.
Mayakovsky, BY FRANK O'HARA
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aemperatrix · 6 months
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Frank O’Hara
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