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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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Author: Samantha Evans

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To Oratists By Walt Whitman

To Oratists, to male or female,Vocalism, measure, concentration, determination, and the divine power to use words.Are you full-lung’d and limber-lipp’d from long trial? from vigorous…

September 27, 2019
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To One Shortly To Die By Walt Whitman

From all the rest I single out you, having a message for you:You are to die Let others tell you what they please, I cannot…

September 27, 2019
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To Old Age By Walt Whitman

I see in you the estuary that enlarges and spreads itself grandly as it pours in the great Sea.

September 27, 2019
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To Him That Was Crucified By Walt Whitman

My spirit to yours, dear brother;Do not mind because many, sounding your name, do not understand you;I do not sound your name, but I understand…

September 27, 2019
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To Foreign Lands By Walt Whitman

I heard that you ask’d for something to prove this puzzle, the New World,And to define America, her athletic Democracy;Therefore I send you my poems,…

September 27, 2019
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To A Western Boy By Walt Whitman

O boy of the West!To you many things to absorb, I teach, to help you become eleve of mine:Yet if blood like mine circle not…

September 27, 2019
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To A Stranger By Walt Whitman

Passing stranger! you do not know how longingly I look upon you,You must be he I was seeking, or she I was seeking, (it comes…

September 27, 2019
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To A Pupil By Walt Whitman

Is reform needed? Is it through you?The greater the reform needed, the greater the personality you need to accomplish it. You! do you not see…

September 27, 2019
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To A President By Walt Whitman

All you are doing and saying is to America dangled mirages,You have not learn’d of Nature, of the politics of Nature, you have not learn’d…

September 27, 2019
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To A Locomotive In Winter By Walt Whitman

Thee for my recitative!Thee in the driving storm, even as now the snow the winter-day declining;Thee in thy panoply, thy measured dual throbbing, and thy…

September 27, 2019

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Mad For Poetry

Mad For Poetry

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