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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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Miracles By Walt Whitman

Why! who makes much of a miracle?As to me, I know of nothing else but miracles,Whether I walk the streets of Manhattan,Or dart my sight…

September 27, 2019
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Mediums By Walt Whitman

They shall arise in the States,They shall report Nature, laws, physiology, and happiness;They shall illustrate Democracy and the kosmos;They shall be alimentive, amative, perceptive;They shall…

September 27, 2019
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Me Imperturbe By Walt Whitman

Me imperturbe, standing at ease in Nature,Master of all, or mistress of all – aplomb in the midst of irrational things,Imbued as they – passive,…

September 27, 2019
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Mannahatta By Walt Whitman

I was asking for something specific and perfect for my city,Whereupon, lo! upsprang the aboriginal name! Now I see what there is in a name,…

September 27, 2019
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Manhattan Streets I Saunter’d, Pondering By Walt Whitman

Manhattan’s streets I saunter’d, pondering,On time, space, reality – on such as these, and abreast with them, prudence. After all, the last explanation remains to…

September 27, 2019
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Look Down, Fair Moon By Walt Whitman

Look down, fair moon, and bathe this scene;Pour softly down night’s nimbus floods, on faces ghastly, swollen, purple;On the dead, on their backs, with their…

September 27, 2019
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Longings For Home By Walt Whitman

O magnet-south! O glistening, perfumed South! My South! O quick mettle, rich blood, impulse, and love! Good and evil! O all dear to me! O dear to…

September 27, 2019
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Long, Too Long, O Land! By Walt Whitman

Long, too long, O land,Traveling roads all even and peaceful, you learn’d from joys and prosperity only;But now, ah now, to learn from crises of…

September 27, 2019
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Long I Thought That Knowledge By Walt Whitman

Long I thought that knowledge alone would suffice me – O if I could but obtain knowledge!Then my lands engrossed me – Lands of the…

September 27, 2019
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Locations And Times By Walt Whitman

Locations and times – what is it in me that meets them all, whenever and wherever, and makes me at home?Forms, colors, densities, odors –…

September 27, 2019

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Mad For Poetry

Mad For Poetry

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