New Personal Poem

to Michael Lally You had your own reasons for getting In your own way. You didn't want to be Clear to yourself. You knew a hell Of a lot more than you were willing to let yourself know. I felt Natural love for you on the spot. R-E-S-P-E-C-T. Right. Beautiful. I don't use the word lightly. I Protested with whatever love (honesty) (& frontal nudity) A yes basically reserved Irish Catholic American Providence Rhode Island New Englander is able to manage. You Are sophisticated, not uncomplicated, not Naïve, and Not simple. An Entertainer, & I am, too. Frank O'Hara respected love, so do you, & so do we. He was himself & I was me. And when we came together Each ourselves in Iowa, all the way That was love, & it still is, love, today. Can you see me In what I say? Because as well I see you know In what you have to say, I did love Frank, as I do You, "in the right way". That's just talk, not Logos, a getting down to cases: I take it as simple particulars that we wear our feelings on our faces.