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There is a ladder. The ladder is always there  hanging innocently —Adrienne Rich (1929 - 2012) 

There is a ladder.

The ladder is always there 

hanging innocently

—Adrienne Rich (1929 - 2012) 

A poem by Ada Limón on her birthday.

Poem by Steve Giasson. Birthday by Lady Gaga.

Poem by Steve Giasson. Birthday by Lady Gaga.

A crude rubbing of Frank O’Hara’s grave in Springs, New York. c/o Ben Fama.

A crude rubbing of Frank O’Hara’s grave in Springs, New York.

c/o Ben Fama.

Happy Birthday*, Francis Russell.  *Frank grew up believing he had been born in June, but in fact had been born in March, his parents having disguised his true date of birth because he was conceived out of wedlock.  Larry Rivers, O’Hara Reading, 1967. Color lithograph with collage on paper. 

Happy Birthday*, Francis Russell. 

*Frank grew up believing he had been born in June, but in fact had been born in March, his parents having disguised his true date of birth because he was conceived out of wedlock. 

Larry Rivers, O’Hara Reading, 1967. Color lithograph with collage on paper. 

(Source: emojifanclub, via thegraveyardpoets)

Henry David Thoreau’s bedroom. Nothing if not an ascetic. I could be happy here.  Source: Apartment Therapy. 

Henry David Thoreau’s bedroom. Nothing if not an ascetic. I could be happy here. 

Source: Apartment Therapy. 

“Place my bones next to the submerged bones of Hart Crane…” —Tennessee Williams discusses his poetic influences.

Happy B-day, T.W..

poetrysociety: “But I have cake to eat, and miles to go before I sleep.”Robert Frost born today, March 26, 1874.

poetrysociety:

“But I have cake to eat, and miles to go before I sleep.”

Robert Frost born today, March 26, 1874.

“The land was ours before we were the lands’” —from “The Gift Outright,” by Robert Frost. Happy b-day, R.F..

“The land was ours before we were the lands’” —from “The Gift Outright,” by Robert Frost.

Happy b-day, R.F..