Poet
Frank O'Hara
1951
Alone at night
A City Winter
1
An Abortion
Do not bathe her in blood,
Ann Arbor Variations
1
A Quiet Poem
When music is far enough away
As Planned
After the first glass of vodka
A Step Away From Them
It's my lunch hour, so I go
At Joan's
It is almost three
At Night Chinamen Jump
At night Chinamen jump
A True Account Of Talking To The Sun At Fire Island
The Sun woke me this morning loud
Autobiographia Literaria
When I was a child
Ave Maria
Mothers of America
Call Me
The eager note on my door said "Call me,"
Chinamen Jump
At night Chinamen jump
Digression On Number 1, 1948
I am ill today but I am not
For Grace, After A Party
You do not always know what I am feeling.
Homosexuality
So we are taking off our masks, are we, and keeping
Jane Awake
The opals hiding your lids
Lines For The Fortune Cookies
I think you're wonderful and so does everyone else.
Meditations In An Emergency
Am I to become profligate as if I were a blonde? Or religious
Melancholy Breakfast
Melancholy breakfast
Morning
I've got to tell you
Music
If I rest for a moment near The Equestrian
My Heart
I'm not going to cry all the time
On Seeing Larry Rivers' Washington...
Now that our hero has come back to us
Poem (Hate Is Only One Of Many Responses)
Hate is only one of many responses
Poem (Lana Turner has collapsed!)
Lana Turner has collapsed!
Song (Did you see me walking by the Buick Repairs?)
Did you see me walking by the Buick Repairs?
Song (Is it dirty)
Is it dirty
Spleen
I know so much
Steps
How funny you are today New York
The Day Lady Died
It is 12:20 in New York a Friday
To The Harbormaster
I wanted to be sure to reach you;
V.R. Lang
You are so serious, as if
Why I Am Not A Painter
I am not a painter, I am a poet.
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