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Wondering where the money is in the poetry world? Apparently it’s in accessories. This hand-embroidered clutch is modeled after the first edition of Lunch Poems… 41 more words

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Lunch Poems by Frank O’Hara: 1. Music

“I am naked as a tablecloth, my nerves humming”

I walk up and down Tottenham Court Road finding lunch options slim. I discover when I arrive at a usually dependable last resort lunch spot that the whole shop has been gutted, emptied, even the sign taken off the outside. 374 more words

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#9: Surf Born #10-11: On the Day You Die. Poems

#9  Surf Born

As I watch your image pulling in the weight
held fast by a rope, see its edges large, heavy-
a fish? A board? 338 more words

Poetry ~ Just Words

#7: Excuses #8: Physalia Love. Poems

#7   Jealous Muse

Time for a million
and none for me, gives zero
to the bossa waiting patiently.

We could sip wine and light a fuse… 367 more words

Poetry ~ Just Words

Frank O'Hara: Lunch Talk

Lunch Talk

There have been many writers, artists, and poets throughout history who have taken the form of their work much too seriously. They make sure every image or word flows in such a way as to specifically gain public approval or that every line has the exact number of syllables someone decided that style was suppose to have. 1,918 more words

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The Awesomeness that is Frank O'Hara

If you’re like most people, you probably hated doing poetry in school. Why the fuck would the writer say the sky was blue because the parrot was sad? 1,094 more words

Poetry

How to talk to somebody.

How to talk to somebody.

I can walk up to them and say hi or

maybe that’s too forward.

I can ask them what’s good on the menu but… 363 more words

Lunch Poems