Category Archives: Frank O’Hara

A look around, departure & let loose poem

Posted on February 1, 2009 by James Steerforth

so foregoing the white floc and only taking a sip from the
white armagnac that had come by post from that
part of France in a small bottle labeled “eau de
muses” to prevent any kind of customs troubles Continue reading →

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Approximately seven minutes about men and women

Posted on May 18, 2008 by James Steerforth

Men and women shout at each other in America, Africa, Asia, Australia and even Europe. They kiss each other, smile at each other, flirt with each other, hurt each other anywhere anytime. They multiply and curse each other, they divide … Continue reading →

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Homage

Posted on March 13, 2007 by James Steerforth

The breezy note on the fridge said For FOH The breezy note on the fridge said, Call me, call me even before you get home! I did that O’Hara thing to my eyelids, rearranged my clavicles with a shrug, bolted … Continue reading →

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There’s such an I love you!

Posted on March 10, 2007 by James Steerforth

There’s such an I love you! no fainting pearl so delicate, Bobby, as if a rumor were scented, never there, yet, always here. He opens like a flower and like a flower never looks away from me, it is the … Continue reading →

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