I'm back in Manhattan and it's already has been a great day. In moments like these, where I fall in love with the city I want to hear/read good poetry (bad just won't do). I've written about O'hara before, his poetry is completely infused with the love for the city and city life - all the modern wonders and sorrows. I really like him, so when I feel hopeful in New York I turn to his writing. Today this poem caught my fancy.
SONG (I am stuck in traffic in a taxicab )
I am stuck in traffic in a taxicab
which is typical
and not just of modern life
mud chambers up the trellis of my nerves
must lovers of Eros end up with Venus
muss es sein? es muss nicht sein, I tell you
how I hate disease, it’s like worrying
that comes true
and it simply must not be able to happen
in a world where you are possible
my love
nothing can go wrong for us, tell me
I also love hearing poets read their work, here's some poems read by Frank O'hara himself.
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