11.03.2008

I'm with Mags.



My eyes are vague blue, like the sky, and change all the time;
they are indiscriminate but fleeting, entirely specific and
disloyal, so that no one trusts me. I am always looking away.
Or again at something after it has given me up. It makes me
restless and that makes me unhappy, but I cannot keep them
still. If only I had grey, green, black, brown, yellow eyes; I
would stay home and do something. It's not that I'm
curious. On the contrary, I am bored but it's my duty to be
attentive, I am needed by things as the sky must be above the
earth. And lately, so great has their anxiety become, I can
spare myself little sleep.


-- Frank O'Hara, from "Meditations in an Emergency"

2 comments:

MikejGrey said...

So Frank O'Hara is pretty good, huh?

I'm no Picasso said...

Basically.