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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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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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When Lilacs Last In The Door-yard Bloom’d By Walt Whitman

When lilacs last in the door-yard bloom�d,And the great star early droop�d in the western sky in the night,I mourn�d�and yet shall mourn with ever-returning…

September 27, 2019
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When I Read The Book By Walt Whitman

When I read the book, the biography famous,And is this, then, (said I,) what the author calls a man’s life?And so will some one, when…

September 27, 2019
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When I Peruse The Conquer’d Fame By Walt Whitman

When I peruse the conquer’d fame of heroes, and the victories of mighty generals, I do not envy the generals,Nor the President in his Presidency,…

September 27, 2019
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When I Heard The Learn’d Astronomer By Walt Whitman

When I heard the learn’d astronomer;When the proofs, the figures, were ranged in columns before me;When I was shown the charts and the diagrams, to…

September 27, 2019

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Mad For Poetry

Mad For Poetry

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