One of my favorite Frank O’Hara poems that I figured I would share. Written in 1960. SONG I am stuck in traffic in a taxicab which is typical and not just of modern life mud clambers up the trellis of my nerves must lovers of Eros end up with Venus muss es […]
wet ground fully absorbed and flooded crying from the inside out begs for a hit of sun- of dry, arid warmth, for a release from its heavy-laden state. longing to return to how nature intended it. balanced, free from the perpetuity of the hurricane. (6/4/12)
I’ve tried blogging before and it was a glorious failure. Although someone told me earlier this morning, there is no such thing as a failure, it’s just a life lesson. So what life lesson did I learn last time? Don’t just ramble. I guess that’s a good place to start. My goal for this blog […]
