a Poem by Frank O’Hara

Lana Turner has collapsed!
I was trotting along and suddenly
it started raining and snowing
and you said it was hailing
but hailing hits you on the head
hard so it was really snowing and
raining and I was in such a hurry
to meet you but the traffic
was acting exactly like the sky
and suddenly I see a headline
there is no snow in Hollywood
there is no rain in California
I have been to lots of parties
and acted perfectly disgraceful
but I never actually collapsed
oh Lana Turner we love you get up

I learned this by reading the internet: Frank O’Hara’s poetry is generally autobiographical and immediate. He wrote this in 15 minutes after seeing a newspaper headline during the Stampanato murder trial. O’Hara died in a freak accident on Fire Island. He was run over by a dune buggy while sleeping on the beach.

Frank O’Hara reads the poem here.



2 thoughts on “a Poem by Frank O’Hara

  1. You know, the description that I use here – “She is made of blue-eyed sunshine, taffy tresses, and swaying charms” – is the beginning of a Walter Winchell column describing Lana written in her defense on the first day of the Stampanato murder trail.

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