“Sun, don’t go!” I was awake at last. “No, go I mu — Frank O'Hara

“Sun, don’t go!” I was awake at last. “No, go I must, they’re calling me.” “Who are they?” Rising he said, “Some day you’ll know. They’re calling to you too.” Darkly he rose, and then I slept.

Collected Poems. A True Account of Talking to the Sun at Fire Island

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