"ah daddy, i wanna stay drunk many days"

Frank O'Hara is the poet of the day. A fine member of the New York school of poetry, O'Hara is among the better poets of his generation, despite his arms-length association with the beat poets.. Although he never set off down the road, or lived in a flop house, this harvard grad and museum curator really knew how to string together letters words and phrases. here's one called 'poem'

instant coffee with slightly sour cream
in it, and a phone call to the beyond
which doesn' seem to be coming any nearer
"Ah daddy, i wanna stay drunk many days"
on the poetry of a new friend
my life held precariously in the seeing
hands of others, their and my impossibilities.
Is this love, now that the first love
has finally died, where there were no impossibilities?

1956

in other news of the day, i took a listen to 'the unemployment sessions' disc by jesse gloyd last night. i also listened to it all the way to the office this morning. what a joy to hear a crooner in the morning sunshine. if you can find this disk, snatch it up quick. they aren't there yet, but bookmark hobo soul and you should be able to find a copy for sale there sooner or later.

what did you do this weekend? ----->