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Thought after Meditations in an Emergency - - the poem, not the entire collection

Hm. if you want to have a look, this is what Google throws up first up.

http://s3images.coroflot.com/user_files/individual_files/331242_NAuIW3ZgSHyOrfK26u7WINeBh.pdf

For the life of me, I think this writing means something personal, something that needs to be (or is forcefully being) vented from inside Mr O'Hara.

It, my word for it, is - rambling.

Poetry, especially non-rhyming poetry (I don't know nor do I want to know the 'correct term' for that), including some of Howl, doesn't impress me any. http://www.wussu.com/poems/agh.htm

Worth mentioning, however, is a dark poem Ameya showed me - Sylvia Plath's Mirror, methinks it was.
http://moonchalice.com/mirror.html


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