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“Oh to be an angel (if there were any!), and go
straight up into the sky and look around and then
come down
not to be covered with steel and aluminum
glaringly ugly in the pure distances and clattering and
buckling, wheezing
but to be part of the treetops and the blueness, invisible,
the iridescent darknesses beyond,
silent, listening to
the air becoming no air becoming air again”
― Frank O'Hara, Lunch Poems

“I look
at you and I would rather look at you than all the portraits in the world”
― Frank O'Hara, The Collected Poems of Frank O'Hara

“He was my friend in everyday life and now I have lost his affection, which was part of my daily bread. No one will be able to give me what he has taken with him, because his active brotherly spirit was one of my life’s treasured luxuries.”
― Pablo Neruda, The Complete Memoirs

“oh oh god how I'd love to dream let alone
sleep
it's night
the soft air wraps me like a swarm it's raining
and I have
a cold I am a real human being with real ascendancies
and a certain amount of rapture what do you
do with a kid
like me if you don't eat me I'll have to eat myself”
― Frank O'Hara, Lunch Poems