Janet Jackson wrote:
>Hmm.
>
>This poem seems basically to be saying you (or whoever it is)
>were "old" at 18, but I'm having trouble making a connection
>between that and the scene in the delicatessen.
>
>
Which is why it's not finished.
>>renounced Love in the name of Power.
>>But I? Not even Power, certainly not Love,
>>only a pastrami on club delivered with
>>
>>
>This seems to imply that you renounced Love in the name
>of a sandwich (or whatever they're called there). Wha?
>
>
Interesting. I could turn this to a parallel with Esau selling his
birthright for a bowl of lentils. The poem is in fact "about" giving up
one's birthright. At least that's what I (weasel word alert) "intended."
>Perhaps I'm missing something here. I wasn't even born in 1962 so
>that's a strong possibility.
>
>I like the angry stuff better!
>
I'm glad you do, because it's something I'm trying to get as far away
from as possible. Only one Frank O'Hara to a customer at this
particular deli counter, please.
ken
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