I am ashamed of my century, but I have to smile. — Frank O'Hara, The Collected Poems of Frank O'Hara
I am ashamed of my century, but I have to smile. — Frank O'Hara, The Collected Poems of Frank O'Hara
I am ashamed of my century, but I have to smile. — Frank O'Hara, The Collected Poems of Frank O'Hara
I am ashamed of my century, but I have to smile. — Frank O'Hara, The Collected Poems of Frank O'Hara
I am ashamed of my century, but I have to smile. — Frank O'Hara, The Collected Poems of Frank O'Hara
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I am ashamed of my century, but I have to smile.

— Frank O'Hara, The Collected Poems of Frank O'Hara
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