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Sky Rhymes

If we are one
in a single sun
the stars below
are weeping snow

our head is wheeling
without ever feeling
the interstellar
mirror Dweller

the blind earth rolling
under His strolling
's an axial log
in a cloudless bog

          the Milky Way
          is not very gay
          a thickening path
          a cool foot-bath
                                                        [Ann Arbor, June 1951]


Here we are again together
as the buds burst over the trees their
light cries, walking around a pond in yellow weather.

Fresh clouds, and further
oh I do not care to go!
not beyond this circling friendship,
damp new air and fluttering snow
remaining long enough to make the leaves
excessive in the quickness of their mild return,
not needing more than earth and friends to see the winter so.

                                                                 [April 15, 1954]

Frank O'Hara

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