The artificial is always innocent. Frank O'Hara More Quotes by Frank O'Hara More Quotes From Frank O'Hara Even trees understand me! Good heavens, I lie under them, too, don't I? I'm just like a pile of leaves. Frank O'Hara tree heaven lying Too many poets act like a middle-aged mother trying to get her kids to eat too much cooked meat, and potatoes with drippings (tears). I don't give a damn whether they eat or not. Forced feeding leads to excessive thinness (effete). Nobody should experience anything they don't need to, if they don't need poetry bully for them. I like the movies too. And after all, only Whitman and Crane and Williams, of the American poets, are better than the movies. Frank O'Hara mother giving kids I have been to lots of parties and acted perfectly disgraceful but I never actually collapsed oh Lana Turner we love you get up Frank O'Hara party excellence love-you down the sidewalk Frank O'Hara cities dirty fall After the first glass of vodka you can accept just about anything of life even your own mysteriousness you think it is nice that a box of matches is purple and brown and is called La Petite and comes from Sweden for they are words that you know and that is all you know words not their feelings or what they mean and you write because you know them not because you understand them because you don't you are stupid and lazy and will never be great but you do what you know because what else is there? Frank O'Hara nice stupid writing life perpetuated in parti-colored loves and beautiful lies all in different languages. Frank O'Hara different beautiful lying It may be the coldest day of The year, what does he think of That? I mean, what do I? And if I do, Perhaps I am myself again. Frank O'Hara mean years thinking I'm becoming the street. Who are you in love with? me? Straight against the light I cross. Frank O'Hara becoming light crosses See how free we are! as a nation of persons. Frank O'Hara nations persons The stars fell one by one into his eyes and burnt. Frank O'Hara his-eyes stars eye When I die, don't come, I wouldn't want a leaf to turn away from the sun -- it loves it there. There's nothing so spiritual about being happy but you can't miss a day of it, because it doesn't last. Frank O'Hara spiritual missing want I am always tying up Frank O'Hara There should be so much more, not of orange, of words, of how terrible orange is and life. Frank O'Hara orange terrible should I wish I weren’t reeling at all. Frank O'Hara wish Mothers of America let your kids go to the movies! get them out of the house so they won't know what you're up to it's true that fresh air is good for the body but what about the soul that grows in darkness, embossed by silvery images and when you grow old as grow old you must they won't hate you Frank O'Hara hate mother kids I take this for myself, and you take up the thread of my life between your teeth, tin thread and tarnished with abuse, you shall still hear as long as the beast in me maintains its taciturn power to close my lids in tears, and my loins move yet in the ennobling pursuit of all the worlds you have left me alone in, and would be the dolorous distraction from, while you summon your army of anguishes which is a million hooting blood vessels on the eyes and in the ears at that instant before death. Frank O'Hara army eye moving I wonder if the course of narcissism through the ages would have been any different had Narcissus first peered into a cesspool. He probably did. Frank O'Hara different age firsts Now I am quietly waiting for the catastrophe of my personality to seem beautiful again, and interesting, and modern. The country is grey and brown and white in trees, snows and skies of laughter always diminishing, less funny not just darker, not just grey. It may be the coldest day of the year, what does he think of that? I mean, what do I? And if I do, perhaps I am myself again. Frank O'Hara laughter beautiful country I don't think I want to win anything I think I want to die unadorned. Frank O'Hara winning want thinking I am ashamed of my century for being so entertaining but I have to smile. Frank O'Hara ashamed century