Saturday, September 24, 2011

A recurring coincidence

Often I think 
of your voice against 
the needles of dawn
when the dampness was operatic 
in Ann Arbor lilacs
and the gold 
of my flesh 
had yet 
to be regimented 
in freckles.

Frank O'Hara
Commercial Variations
Donald Allen, editor
The Collected Poems
  of Frank O'Hara
op. cit.