Frank O'Hara
Francis Russell O'Hara was an American poet who, along with John Ashbery, James Schuyler, Barbara Guest and Kenneth Koch, was a key member of the New York School of poetry.
O'Hara's poetry is generally autobiographical, much of it based on observations on what is happening to him in the moment. Donald Allen says in his introduction to The Collected Poems of Frank O’Hara, “That Frank O’Hara tended to think of his poems as a record of his life is apparent in much of his work.” [2] O'Hara discusses this aspect of his poetry in a statement for Donald Allen's New American Poetry: “What is happening to me, allowing for lies and exaggerations which I try to avoid, goes into my poems. I don’t think my experiences are clarified or made beautiful for myself or anyone else, they are just there in whatever form I can find them.” He goes on to say, "My formal 'stance' is found at the crossroads where what I know and can't get meets what is left of that I know and can bear without hatred." He then says, "It may be that poetry makes life's nebulous events tangible to me and restores their detail; or conversely that poetry brings forth the intangible quality of incidents which are all too concrete and circumstantial. Or each on specific occasions, or both all the time."[3]
Among his friends, O'Hara was known to treat poetry dismissively, as something to be done only in the moment. John Ashbery claims he witnessed O'Hara “Dashing the poems off at odd moments – in his office at the Museum of Modern Art, in the street at lunchtime or even in a room full of people – he would then put them away in drawers and cartons and half forget them.” [2]
In 1959, he wrote a mock manifesto (originally published in Yugen in 1961) called "Personism: A Manifesto." In it, he explains his position on formal structure: "I don't ... like rhythm, assonance, all that stuff. You just go on your nerve. If someone's chasing you down the street with a knife you just run, you don't turn around and shout, 'Give it up! I was a track star for Mineola Prep.'" He also says, in response to an academic over-emphasis on form, "As for measure and other technical apparatus, that's just common sense: if you're going to buy a pair of pants you want them to be tight enough so everyone will want to go to bed with you. There's nothing metaphysical about it." He claims that on August 27, 1959, while talking to LeRoi Jones, he founded a movement called Personism which may be "the death of literature as we know it." He says, "It does not have to do with personality or intimacy, far from it! But to give you a vague idea, one of its minimal aspects is to address itself to one person (other than the poet himself), thus evoking overtones of love without destroying love's life-giving vulgarity, and sustaining the poet's feelings toward the poem while preventing love from distracting him into feeling about the person."[4]
His poetry shows the influence of Abstract Expressionism, Surrealism, Russian poetry, and poets associated with French Symbolism. Ashbery says, “The poetry that meant the most to him when he began writing was either French – Rimbaud, Mallarmé, the Surrealists: poets who speak the language of every day into the reader’s dream – or Russian – Pasternak and especially Mayakovsky, for whom he picked up what James Schuyler has called the ‘intimate yell.’”[2]
As part of the New York School of poetry, O'Hara to some degree encapsulated the compositional philosophy of New York School painters.[5][6] Ashbery says, “Frank O’Hara’s concept of the poem as the chronicle of the creative act that produces it was strengthened by his intimate experience of Pollock’s, Kline’s, and de Kooning’s great paintings of the late 40s and early 50s and of the imaginative realism of painters like Jane Freilicher and Larry Rivers.”[2]
This interaction between poet and painter is most evident in the poem 'Why I am Not A Painter' in which O'Hara parallels the process of writing a poem called 'Oranges' with a description of his friend Mike Goldberg's creation of a painting entitled 'Sardines'. Both described works contain no internal reference to their title.
Books
OpenLibrary works by this author.
Poems from the Tibor de Nagy editions, 1952-1966
In memory of my feelings
"Why I am not a painter" and other poems
What's with modern art
Amorous nightmares of delay
Selected plays
Early writing
Early Writing
Art chronicles, 1954-1966
Standing still and walking in New York
The end of the Far West
The selected poems of Frank O'Hara
Belgrade, November 19, 1963
Poems
Odes
Oranges
Two pieces
In memory of my feelings; a selection of poems
Love poems (tentative title)
Lunch poems
Lunch Poems
Awake in Spain
Second Avenue
Jackson Pollock
Meditations in an emergency
Nature and new painting
A city winter and other poems
A Frank O'Hara photo album
Amorousnightmares of delay
Art with the touch of a poet
Biotherm
Biotherm (for Bill Berkson)
Collected Poems of Frank O'Hara
Composers' Showcase presents at the Whitney Museum of American Art
Early writing
Frank O'hara
Frank O'Hara
Frank O'Hara (Poet to Poet)
Give My Regards to Eighth Street
Homage to Frank O'Hara
Hotel particulier
Hymns of St. Bridget
Hymns of St. Bridget & Other Writings
In Memory Of My Feelings
In memory of my feelings; a selection of poems
Jackson Pollock
Lament and chastisement
Lunch poems
Lunch Poems
Lunch Poems (Pocket Poets Series: No. 19)
Macaroni
Meditations in an emergency
Meditations in an Emergency
Nakian
New Spanish painting and sculpture
Odes
Poems from the Tibor de Nagy editions, 1952-1966
Poems Retrieved
Robert Motherwell
Robert Motherwell
Second Avenue
Second Avenue
Selected plays
Selected Poems
Standing Still and Walking in New York
Stones
The collected poems of Frank O'Hara
The general returns from one place to another
The New York poets
The New York Poets: Frank O'Hara, John Ashbery, Kenneth Koch, James Schuyler
The purpose of the credit union as related to the problem of unemployment
The selected poems of Frank O'Hara
Vinte e cinco poemas à hora do almoço
Voice of the Poet
What's With Modern Art?
Why I'm not a painter and other poems
WHY I'M NOT A PAINTER AND OTHER POEMS: A NEW SELECTION
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