poppyromanov (poppyromanov) wrote,

Again, John Keats, or the Pot of Basil

Just when I was getting completely through
dried out, balled up, anxious and empty
like a gulch in a John Huston movie
I went to see Strange Interlude and began
to go away for a weekend on the beach
into the theatre again and again
now I have a pot of basil a friend gave
me and am reading Keats again and realize
that everything is impossible in a different way
well so what, but there's a difference
between a window and a wall again
Tags: frank o'hara, poetry
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