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pop (Free verse) by Dental Panic In his eulogy Larry Rivers gave a description
of Frank OâHaraâs deathbed
and according to Warhol
that was very pop
and suddenly I understood pop
and blessed with this knowledge
I went out on the street and I said:
that is
and
that is not
what a day!
for a moment
everything stopped
and then went its own way
Up the ladder:
corrupting you
Down the ladder:
Cherry Blossoms (anti-haiku)
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Posted: July 3, 2005 3:44 PM PDT; Last modified: July 3, 2005 3:44 PM PDTWeighted score: 5.6915636 Overall Rank: 1978 Comments:
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Bankrupt_Word_Clerk @ 71.130.57.58
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3-Jul-05/10:00 PM
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I laughed. thanks.
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Dental Panic @ 84.31.86.195
> Bankrupt_Word_Clerk
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4-Jul-05/1:11 PM
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you're welcome.
Three types of pop? Pop as in pop culture, as in father, and as a measure of a moment quickly passed? I stll am not getting much O'Hara. Maybe it's me.
If Frank leaves you in the dark, maybe you should try to find a door. Like 'The Day Lady Died', that's a beautiful poem.
I really don't care what is pop and what is not, but I like the way you've made an issue of it.
Thanks. To me it's like stripping a thing until nothing but the thing itself is left, something like that.
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