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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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Spirit Whose Work Is Done By Walt Whitman

Spirit whose work is done! spirit of dreadful hours!Ere, departing, fade from my eyes your forests of bayonets;Spirit of gloomiest fears and doubts, (yet onward…

September 27, 2019
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Spirit That Form’d This Scene By Walt Whitman

Spirit that form’d this scene,These tumbled rock-piles grim and red,These reckless heaven-ambitious peaks,These gorges, turbulent-clear streams, this naked freshness,These formless wild arrays, for reasons of…

September 27, 2019
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Sparkles From The Wheel By Walt Whitman

Where the city’s ceaseless crowd moves on, the live-long day,Withdrawn, I join a group of children watching I pause aside with them. By the curb,…

September 27, 2019
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Spain 1873-’74 By Walt Whitman

Out of the murk of heaviest clouds,Out of the feudal wrecks, and heap’d-up skeletons of kings,Out of that old entire European debris the shatter’d mummeries,Ruin’d…

September 27, 2019
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Souvenirs Of Democracy By Walt Whitman

The business man, the acquirer vast,After assiduous years, surveying results, preparing for departure,Devises houses and lands to his children bequeaths stocks, goods funds for a…

September 27, 2019
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Song Of The Universal By Walt Whitman

Come, said the Muse,Sing me a song no poet yet has chanted,Sing me the Universal. In this broad Earth of ours,Amid the measureless grossness and…

September 27, 2019
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Song Of The Redwood-Tree By Walt Whitman

A California song!A prophecy and indirection a thought impalpable, to breathe, as air;A chorus of dryads, fading, departing or hamadryads departing;A murmuring, fateful, giant voice,…

September 27, 2019
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Song Of The Open Road By Walt Whitman

Afoot and light-hearted, I take to the open road,Healthy, free, the world before me,The long brown path before me, leading wherever I choose. Henceforth I…

September 27, 2019
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Song Of The Exposition By Walt Whitman

After all, not to create only, or found only,But to bring, perhaps from afar, what is already founded,To give it our own identity, average, limitless,…

September 27, 2019
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Song Of The Broad-Axe By Walt Whitman

Weapon, shapely, naked, wan!Head from the mother’s bowels drawn!Wooded flesh and metal bone! limb only one, and lip only one!Gray-blue leaf by red-heat grown! helve…

September 27, 2019

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