Now I am quietly waiting for
the catastrophe of my personality
to seem beautiful again,
and interesting, and modern.
The country is grey and
brown and white in trees,
snows and skies of laughter
always diminishing, less funny
not just darker, not just grey.
It may be the coldest day of
the year, what does he think of
that? I mean, what do I? And if I do,
perhaps I am myself again.
Passage of Frank O’Hara’s poem “Mayakovsky”, last poem from Meditations in an Emergency (1957), also mentioned in the first episode of Mad Men.
Hello my name is Ryan. This is my online scrapbook for you to add to your lifestream. I've stitched together some of my musings. Here are things that have caught my interest. Unravel and enjoy...
