"and everyone and I stopped breathing"

I'm a dropout of Phil Levine's poetry class, but I still love him (you can love something that doesn't love you!), and I missed the chance to hear him read tonight on behalf of a caffeine low, so I came home and looked him up and found this - a Frank O'Hara poem:

http://www.wnyc.org/news/articles/18356

 

And this, a reading from 2005: 
http://www.blackbird.vcu.edu/v3n2/features/levine_p_031605/levine_p.htm

So here's to this new personal magazine, and to ballet and New York and Phil Levine and all the things you quit and October and everything in it.