nd everyone and I stopped breathing
I find this the most interesting part of the poem. Everything that comes before this line is O'Hara remarking almost on autopilot, about the mundane tasks of the day Billy Holiday died. Upon first reading I assumed that the speaker is the one who has died. After taking a closer look and taking into consideration the social and historical clues in the poem, it is revealed that it is about the speaker reminiscing about the day where Billy Holiday died. This shocking event splits his day almost in half - everything before it was mundane tasks - and with the death of Billy Holiday it shocks him into being acutely aware of his day and the present moment. This poem is really about death and the absurdity of the daily tasks of day to day life - death can be unexpected, it can hit us at any given moment.