#empiricism

#empiricism

On the last day of February in 1954, James Schuyler looked out his window and wrote a poem. He was living with his friend Frank O'Hara, and from their tenement apartment on East 49th Street they had a view of the United Nations headquarters, constructed only a few years earlier.

"Nevertheless, if they hadn't seen the recent Barbados bombardment, they will have had vivid memories of Andy Roberts' and especially Mikey's Old Trafford brutalism from five years earlier."