I wrote an appreciation of Frank O'Hara for the New York Times Magazine's "Letter of Recommendation" column.
O’Hara’s poems have an intoxicating swagger. Even whipsawed by snow, by city traffic, by volatile love affairs, he displays a deep delightedness. Getting his heart broken only makes him more adventurous; he’s just happy he can be the first person to take you to the Frick; he’s grateful he gets to “drink too much coffee and smoke too many cigarettes and love you so much.”
