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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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The Prairie-Grass Dividing By Walt Whitman

The prairie-grass dividing its special odor breathing,I demand of it the spiritual corresponding,Demand the most copious and close companionship of men,Demand the blades to rise…

September 27, 2019
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The Prairie States By Walt Whitman

A newer garden of creation, no primal solitude,Dense, joyous, modern, populous millions, cities and farms,With iron interlaced, composite, tied, many in one,By all the world…

September 27, 2019
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The Ox Tamer By Walt Whitman

In a faraway northern county, in the placid, pastoral region,Lives my farmer friend, the theme of my recitative, a famous Tamer of Oxen:There they bring…

September 27, 2019
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The Mystic Trumpeter By Walt Whitman

Hark! some wild trumpeter some strange musician,Hovering unseen in air, vibrates capricious tunes to-night. I hear thee, trumpeter listening, alert, I catch thy notes,Now pouring,…

September 27, 2019
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The Indications By Walt Whitman

The indications, and tally of time;Perfect sanity shows the master among philosophs;Time, always without flaw, indicates itself in parts;What always indicates the poet, is the…

September 27, 2019
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The Dresser By Walt Whitman

An old man bending, I come, among new faces,Years looking backward, resuming, in answer to children,Come tell us, old man, as from young men and…

September 27, 2019
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The Dalliance Of The Eagles By Walt Whitman

Skirting the river road, (my forenoon walk, my rest,)Skyward in air a sudden muffled sound, the dalliance of the eagles,The rushing amorous contact high in…

September 27, 2019
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The City Dead-House By Walt Whitman

By the City Dead-House, by the gate,As idly sauntering, wending my way from the clangor,I curious pause for lo! an outcast form, a poor dead…

September 27, 2019
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The Centenarian’s Story By Walt Whitman

Give me your hand, old Revolutionary;The hill-top is nigh but a few steps, (make room, gentlemen;)Up the path you have follow’d me well, spite of…

September 27, 2019
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The Base Of All Metaphysics By Walt Whitman

And now, gentlemen,A word I give to remain in your memories and minds,As base, and finale too, for all metaphysics. (So, to the students, the…

September 27, 2019

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Mad For Poetry

Mad For Poetry

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