Wednesday, June 18, 2025

Poem Back

 For Frank O'Hara
"All the mirrors in the world don't help me, not am I moved?"


Now I am moved.

There was no face of 50 
to distort into mangled innocence.

Relief! 
In death, they would not confront you.

O' Frank without a reflection
the has nothing depraved to melt.






[2001]

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