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The only people for me are the mad ones, the ones who are mad for life, mad for talking, mad for poetry.

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Years Of The Modern By Walt Whitman

Years of the modern! years of the unperform’d!Your horizon rises, I see it parting away for more august dramas;I see not America only, I see…

September 27, 2019
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Year That Trembled By Walt Whitman

Year that trembled and reel’d beneath me!Your summer wind was warm enough, yet the air I breathed froze me;A thick gloom fell through the sunshine…

September 27, 2019
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Year Of Meteors, 1859 ’60 By Walt Whitman

Year of meteors! brooding year!I would bind in words retrospective, some of your deeds and signs;I would sing your contest for the 19th Presidentiad;I would…

September 27, 2019
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World, Take Good Notice By Walt Whitman

World, take good notice, silver stars fading,Milky hue ript, weft of white detaching,Coals thirty-eight, baleful and burning,Scarlet, significant, hands off warning,Now and henceforth flaunt from…

September 27, 2019
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With Antecedents By Walt Whitman

With antecedents;With my fathers and mothers, and the accumulations of past ages;With all which, had it not been, I would not now be here, as…

September 27, 2019
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With All Thy Gifts, America By Walt Whitman

With all thy gifts, America,(Standing secure, rapidly tending, overlooking the world,)Power, wealth, extent, vouchsafed to thee, With these, and like of these, vouchsafed to thee,What…

September 27, 2019
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Whoever You Are, Holding Me Now In Hand By Walt Whitman

Whoever you are, holding me now in hand,Without one thing, all will be useless,I give you fair warning, before you attempt me further,I am not…

September 27, 2019
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Who Learns My Lesson Complete? By Walt Whitman

Who learns my lesson complete?Boss, journeyman, apprentice, churchman and atheist,The stupid and the wise thinker, parents and offspring, merchant, clerk, porter and customer,Editor, author, artist,…

September 27, 2019
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Who Is Now Reading This? By Walt Whitman

May-be one is now reading this who knows some wrong-doing of my past life,Or may-be a stranger is reading this who has secretly loved me,Or…

September 27, 2019
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Whispers Of Heavenly Death By Walt Whitman

Whispers of heavenly death, murmur’d I hear;Labial gossip of night, sibilant chorals;Footsteps gently ascending, mystical breezes, wafted soft and low;Ripples of unseen rivers, tides of…

September 27, 2019

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Mad For Poetry

Mad For Poetry

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  • Issue #1 – Mad for Poetry / Pazzi per la Poesia

Mad for Poetry

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