sidewalk trees—empty
but still reaching—watch rain pass
through their fingers
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sidewalk trees—empty
but still reaching—watch rain pass
through their fingers
An allusion to Frank O’Hara. Nice.
Yes! I was hoping someone would note the connection. He’s one of my favorites. That poem is one of my favorites, along with “Why I’m Not A Painter” and “A True Account of Talking to the Sun on Fire Island” and quite a few others.
Aspiring to being the Frank O’Hara of haiku writers wouldn’t be so bad.
Thanks for visiting and commenting! –D
Your poem made me go back and read some O’Hara. I’ve had to read them on the internet since my books are packed up right now, but I agree with your choice of his poems. Those are awesome.