Monthly Archives: June 2015

to the harbormaster.

“…To you i offer my hull and the tattered cordage of
my will. the terrible channels where the wind drives
me against the brown lips of the reeds are not all
behind me. yet i trust the sanity of my vessel; and if
it sinks, it may well be in answer to the reasoning of
the eternal voices, the waves which have kept me from
reaching you.”

~meditations in an emergency; Frank O’Hara.

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