Original poem reprinted online here: "Poem" by Frank O'Hara
Originally read: April 26, 2013
More information about the Poet: Frank O'Hara
I don't know if I could take this as a riff of a love poem, or as an awkward interesting love poem. Actually, I don't know if I could take this as a love poem at all. The drop down line isn't as angular as it could be, nor is the subject matter specific. The poem is the line that straddles -- well -- any sort of connection and association to the poem.
So here's a cute line, "if it rains hard /on our toes." And I mean cute in the most saccharine sense. There's the pastoral love going on -- walking, oh it's raining -- but it's on our feet, how interesting. But I take this as sincere, not so much as a riff. Yes, I might be bias against the line, but the focus on how the line is read.
In the second stanza, the description of the walk is a bit humorous with the focus on the we strolling like "poodles" then take a more physical absurdity of "be washed down a / gigantic scenic gutter." Humorous and I think the stanza pokes fun of the idea of the scene interpreting the relationship i.e. birds in the sky singing -- then it's love. The drop off line "that will be" is more of a reminder that this is more of a want sequence than a past lament or a present mistake.
The third stanza -- my focus went straight to the drop line of "maybe blood" and I'm like, wait what. Where does blood come into this. Yes humorous, but the blood line is just, I don't know how it fits. Especially in the context of the sentence, "Voyages are not / all like this you just put / your toes together" yeah.
Furthermore, what makes the "blood" line so strange is that the metaphor continues with the hopes the blood gain "meaning." Then the poem continues with, "and a trick / become slight in our keeping" I'm confuses I guess, in context, these lines are a far departure from the riff on scenery; rather, they are more, well, like pirates? No seriously, pirates. Or something weird. "Escaping from a dangerous situation? Unwanted situation? I was hoping time would clarify what I thought...no not really.
The last stanza focusing on the landscape and the sentiment of "we look back at each other / anxiously" fits with the idea the previous lines go along a surreal dangerous situation, and a previous cliche get together. But I feel the blood metaphor is so out there and so strong that my mind tries to figure out what "blood" means.
Originally read: April 26, 2013
More information about the Poet: Frank O'Hara
I don't know if I could take this as a riff of a love poem, or as an awkward interesting love poem. Actually, I don't know if I could take this as a love poem at all. The drop down line isn't as angular as it could be, nor is the subject matter specific. The poem is the line that straddles -- well -- any sort of connection and association to the poem.
So here's a cute line, "if it rains hard /on our toes." And I mean cute in the most saccharine sense. There's the pastoral love going on -- walking, oh it's raining -- but it's on our feet, how interesting. But I take this as sincere, not so much as a riff. Yes, I might be bias against the line, but the focus on how the line is read.
In the second stanza, the description of the walk is a bit humorous with the focus on the we strolling like "poodles" then take a more physical absurdity of "be washed down a / gigantic scenic gutter." Humorous and I think the stanza pokes fun of the idea of the scene interpreting the relationship i.e. birds in the sky singing -- then it's love. The drop off line "that will be" is more of a reminder that this is more of a want sequence than a past lament or a present mistake.
The third stanza -- my focus went straight to the drop line of "maybe blood" and I'm like, wait what. Where does blood come into this. Yes humorous, but the blood line is just, I don't know how it fits. Especially in the context of the sentence, "Voyages are not / all like this you just put / your toes together" yeah.
Furthermore, what makes the "blood" line so strange is that the metaphor continues with the hopes the blood gain "meaning." Then the poem continues with, "and a trick / become slight in our keeping" I'm confuses I guess, in context, these lines are a far departure from the riff on scenery; rather, they are more, well, like pirates? No seriously, pirates. Or something weird. "Escaping from a dangerous situation? Unwanted situation? I was hoping time would clarify what I thought...no not really.
The last stanza focusing on the landscape and the sentiment of "we look back at each other / anxiously" fits with the idea the previous lines go along a surreal dangerous situation, and a previous cliche get together. But I feel the blood metaphor is so out there and so strong that my mind tries to figure out what "blood" means.
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