In “Personism: A Manifesto” O’Hara seems to write about an experience he had with a blond that he was in love with. He says, “While I was writing it I was realizing that if I wanted to I could use the telephone instead of writing the poem”. O’Hara seemed to be a poet who wanted his audience to know what he was thinking for that given poem, that nothing should be held back from thought. I could be wrong, but it seemed to me that O’Hara was a very “present” person. A person/poet who wanted to “play around” a lot to find something new, discover something new, something genuwine. Almost similar to what we were TRYING to do with the MakeyMakey.
Furthermore, this brings me to saying, while reading “Personism: A Manifesto”, I thought that O’Hara was a quite confusing person at first who just wanted to be different from every other poet. Thing is, he is. He aims for discovery and individuality but by speaking his mind and allowing us, the reader, to connect with his thoughts. Almost to see, as he sees. To hear, as he speaks. Again, I could be wrong, but it is as though he wanted his readers to read his poetry as hearing the discussion he would have with the specific person while talking to on the phone.
At first, I found O’Hara to be interesting yes, but still not captivating. However, by reading more of his work, I am starting to be captivated. I am starting to understand how O’Hara wants his audience to view his work. (or at least I hope I understand, haha.) Anyway, I look forward to reading more O’Hara as I am beginning to become a fan. Although, I still disagree with the way he passed. I don’t know if I can agree with being hit by a dune-buggy as being something graceful or perfect in any sense of passing. (Sorry Professor. :] )
R.I.P. Frank O’Hara
