Mid-day Morsel

 












   Poem   (Khrushchev is coming on the right day!)
















 last night we went to a movie and came out,
                                                            Ionesco is greater


than Beckett, Vincent said, that’s what I think,
                                                            blueberry blintzes


and Khrushchev was probably being carped at
                                                            in Washington, no
                                                                                    politesse


Vincent tells me about his mother’s trip to Sweden
                                                                        Hans tells us


about his father’s life in Sweden, it sounds like
                                                                        Grace Hartigan’s


painting Sweden








                                                                Frank O'Hara