<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=392820" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Jane Awake</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The opals hiding your lids<br> as you sleep, as you ride ponies<br>mysteriously, spring to bloom<br> like the blue flowers of autumn</div><div style="margin:10px 0">each nine o'clock. And curls<br> tumble languorously towards<br>the yawning rubber band, tan,<br> your hand pressing all that</div><div style="margin:10px 0">riotous black sleep into<br> the quiet form of daylight<br>and its sunny disregard for<br> the luminous volutions, oh!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">and the budding waltzes<br> we swoop through in nights.<br>Before dawn you roar with<br> your eyes shut, unsmiling,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">your volcanic flesh hides<br> everything from the watchman,<br>and the tendrils of dreams<br> strangle policemen running by</div><div style="margin:10px 0">too slowly to escape you,<br> the racing vertiginous waves<br>of your murmuring need. But<br> he is day's guardian saint</div><div style="margin:10px 0">that policeman, and leaning<br> from your open window you ask<br>him what to dress to wear and<br> to comb your hair modestly,</div><div style="margin:10px 0">for that is now your mode.<br> Only by chance tripping on stairs<br>do you repeat the dance, and<br> then, in the perfect variety of</div><div style="margin:10px 0">subdued, impeccably disguised,<br> white black pink blue saffron<br>and golden ambiance, do we find<br> the nightly savage, in a trance.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Frank+O%27Hara">Frank O'Hara</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=392820" data-title="Jane Awake de Frank O'Hara" data-description="The opals hiding your lids as you sleep, as you ride ponies mysteriously, spring to bloom like the blue flowers of autumn each nine o'clock. And curls tumble languorously towards the yawning rubber band, tan, your hand pressing all that riot..."></div> </div> </div>

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