Morning by Frank O’Hara
Lament at 2 AM.
Morning
Frank O’HaraI’ve got to tell you
how I love you always
I think of it on grey
mornings with deathin my mouth the tea
is never hot enough
then and the cigarette
dry the maroon robechills me I need you
and look out the window
at the noiseless snowAt night on the dock
the buses glow like
clouds and I am lonely
thinking of flutesI miss you always
when I go to the beach
the sand is wet with
tears that seem minealthough I never weep
and hold you in my
heart with a very real
humor you’d be proud ofthe parking lot is
crowded and I stand
rattling my keys the car
is empty as a bicyclewhat are you doing now
where did you eat your
lunch and were there
lots of anchovies itis difficult to think
of you without me in
the sentence you depress
me when you are aloneLast night the stars
were numerous and today
snow is their calling
card I’ll not be cordialthere is nothing that
distracts me music is
only a crossword puzzle
do you know how it iswhen you are the only
passenger if there is a
place further from me
I beg you do not go
ella
only just discovered O’Hara but am already in love with his poetry, especially this one.
Jennifer
this reminds me of my crush..i really love him now when i tried my very best not to..it hurts a lot somehow since it’s one-sided love.i still miss him so much though i always deny i no longer have feelings for him more than just friends..now i only wish he will always be in my life as friends than losing him later as someone else..i’m paranoid when comes to love..
Hannah
I think i just died a little after reading this. i dont really understand much of o’hara’s poetry But this one touched my heart in a way i can describe. it reminds me so much of the way i feel at the moment
S
“it is difficult to think
of you without me in
the sentence you depress
me when you are alone”
It’s humorous and true.