“it is hard to believe when I’m with you that there can be anything as still
as solemn as unpleasantly definitive as statuary when right in front of it
in the warm New York 4 o’clock light we are drifting back and forth
between each other like a tree breathing through its spectacles”

-Frank O’Hara

My favorite time to write is 4 am. The world is still and solemn. No one can text me or bother me and I cannot bother myself, which is perhaps the most bothersome nuisance of all. The only light in the 4 am morning is the light from my candles. Anything more intense is too harsh for the retinas which are still in their previous day’s stockings. The new ones haven’t come in yet.

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The 4 am desk.

Instead of having a coke like Frank I have a bit of chai, and I drift back and forth between fantasy and sipping my tea as I work through the bleariness of sleep.

I was introduced to Frank O’Hara in a 1960s seminar I took at UCLA. My teaching assistant showed my class the reading of “Having a Coke with You.”

“…Like a tree breathing through its spectacles.” It is lovely.

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