Frank O'Hara reading Having a Coke with You.
Showing posts with label Poetry. Show all posts
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Saturday, February 12, 2011
Friday, February 11, 2011
The Gift
Our
Union is like this:
You feel cold
So I reach for a blanket to cover
Our shivering feet.
A hunger comes into your body
So I run to my garden
And start digging potatoes.
You ask for a few words of comfort and guidance,
I quickly kneel at your side offering you
This whole book-
As a gift.
You ache with loneliness one night
So much you weep
And I say,
Here's a rope,
Tie it around me,
I will be your companion
For life.
-Hafiz
Picture of the party David and I met at, it looks so sunny compared to now
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