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Saturday With Frank O'Hara

Mid Autumn, Saturday 6.30am and daybreak is slowly climbing over the back fence. Frank O'Hara's poetry is still echoing in my head from reading it last night as I cook breakfast of bacon and eggs. Later I walk up the street to the chemist to get my blood pressure pills and as I walk, compile arguments against Postmodernism and recognise that the notion of the transcendental sits at the centre of my beliefs. I cannot abandon meaning. Later, I prepare a leg of lamb for baking along with potatoes, pumpkin and carrots. Childhood breaks through as I open the oven door and a blast of heat hits my face. I am persuaded now by the arguments of the Universalist or else there is nothing at all. After dinner I sit quietly with my wife. The evening is coming on and the sound of crickets filter in through the front screen door. I have much to be thankful for but I feel sad. I am not sure if it's just the early dark or having to let go of the last line of this poem and slip back into the heavy silence of myself.

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Date: 4/18/2025 3:33:00 PM
My dear, Paul you never have to let the last of a poem make you sad. I am one who never wants to read a last line from you. You write of mundane things that become special when written with your pen from your visions. There’s always another poem to be written. ;-)
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Paul Willason
Date: 4/20/2025 5:34:00 AM
Ah...you say the nicest things dear Lin. Sincerely appreciate your support. Gives me the confidence to pick up a cap with the title POET on it and put it on my head and not feel a little unworthy. This was a fun poem to write...tried to get the rhythms of O'Hara into it, free flowing. Thankyou once again.

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