(portrait by Alice Neel)
Thursday, 11/13/08, 7:30pm
front entrance of the
Philadelphia Museum of Art
BRING YOUR FAVORITE O'HARA POEMS TO READ!
ALL ARE WELCOME!
from "HOW TO GET THERE"
from the index finger
to the vast empty houses filled with people, their echoes
of lies and the tendrils of fog trailing softly around their throats
now the phone can be answered, nobody calling, only an echo
all can confess to be home and waiting, all is the same
and we drift into the clear sky enthralled by our disappointment
never to be alone again
never to be loved
sailing through space: didn't I have you once for my self?
for a couple of hours, but I am not that person