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Writing poetry in lunchtime: Frank O'Hara

One way to find time to write poetry while working full-time, is to write in your lunch-hour.  Frank O’Hara did.  Even with a hangover.

Some of his poems begin by noting the time (his lunch hour seems to have been 12 to 1 pm) and then he simply says what he’s doing, eating, feeling and thinking. 157 more words

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Having A Coke With You

Larry Rivers, The Studio

Having a Coke with You

is even more fun than going to San Sebastian, Irún, Hendaye,
Biarritz, Bayonne
or being sick to my stomach on the Travesera de Gracia in… 312 more words

A Compost Commonplace (I)

At work on a new project, turning this blog into a book, A Compost Commonplace, wrote about it here, and after the first flush of excitement, am up against a prob. 579 more words

Writing

London hedgehog

I see you, perching on your favourite spot, same time, almost on the dot, daily.  I don’t know you but I’ve come to know your habits – the way you flick your hair back and scroll through your apps with a great deal of annoyance, how you look upwards when there’s no view to be seen, your stroking the house plants on the balcony. 1,238 more words

Literature

"The Future is Throttling Towards Us and It's Loud and Reckless" - An Interview with Erika Meitner

Erika Meitner’s Holy Moly Carry Me, her poetry collection published just last week by BOA Editions, has been described by Ada Limón as “stunning, exact, and haunting…with a complex empathy for the violent, messed-up world.” sam sax says, “In this necessary unprecedented book Meitner has assembled the materials of our apocalyptic present & past and invites us in to revel & quake with her.”  Carmen Giménez Smith calls it “an urgent document of our complex ties with the past, and the dangers of letting histories, private and public, repeat themselves.” 2,097 more words

Flappricana

Frank O'Hara

Light clarity avocado salad in the morning
after all the terrible things I do how amazing it is
to find forgiveness and love, not even forgiveness… 90 more words

Classic

Frank O’Hara

Poem

“Two communities outside Birmingham, Alabama, are
still searching for their dead.” —News Telecast

And tomorrow morning at 8 o’clock in Springfield, Massachusetts,
my oldest aunt will be buried from a convent. 130 more words

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