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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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Thought By Walt Whitman

As they draw to a close,Of what underlies the precedent songs of my aims in them;Of the seed I have sought to plant in them;Of…

September 27, 2019
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Thou Reader By Walt Whitman

Thou reader throbbest life and pride and love the same as I,Therefore for thee the following chants.

September 27, 2019
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Thou Orb Aloft Full-Dazzling By Walt Whitman

Thou orb aloft full-dazzling! thou hot October noon!Flooding with sheeny light the gray beach sand,The sibilant near sea with vistas far and foam,And tawny streaks…

September 27, 2019
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This Moment, Yearning And Thoughtful By Walt Whitman

This moment yearning and thoughtful, sitting alone,It seems to me there are other men in other lands, yearning and thoughtful;It seems to me I can…

September 27, 2019
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This Dust Was Once The Man By Walt Whitman

This dust was once the Man,Gentle, plain, just and resolute under whose cautious hand,Against the foulest crime in history known in any land or age,Was…

September 27, 2019
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This Day, O Soul By Walt Whitman

This day, O Soul, I give you a wondrous mirror;Long in the dark, in tarnish and cloud it lay But the cloud has pass’d, and…

September 27, 2019
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This Compost By Walt Whitman

Something startles me where I thought I was safest;I withdraw from the still woods I loved;I will not go now on the pastures to walk;I…

September 27, 2019
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Think Of The Soul By Walt Whitman

Think of the Soul;I swear to you that body of yours gives proportions to your Soul somehow to live in other spheres;I do not know…

September 27, 2019
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Thick-Sprinkled Bunting By Walt Whitman

Thick-sprinkled bunting! Flag of stars!Long yet your road, fateful flag! long yet your road, and lined with bloody death!For the prize I see at issue,…

September 27, 2019
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These, I, Singing In Spring By Walt Whitman

These, I, singing in spring, collect for lovers,(For who but I should understand lovers, and all their sorrow and joy?And who but I should be…

September 27, 2019

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Mad For Poetry

Mad For Poetry

Poesia Poetry Journal! Have a Read.

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

Mad for Poetry

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