excerpt from Song (1951)
Frank O'hara
I suppose I'll walk back West.
But for now I'm gone forever!
the city's hung with flashlights!
the Ferry's unbuttoning its vest!
Jan 4, 2009
Verses
I feel a bit criminal excluding most of the poem; but here are the last four lines, because they are the finest—
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