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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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O Hymen! O Hymenee! By Walt Whitman

O Hymen! O hymenee!Why do you tantalize me thus?O why sting me for a swift moment only?Why can you not continue? O why do you…

September 27, 2019
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O Captain! My Captain! By Walt Whitman

O Captain! my Captain! our fearful trip is done;The ship has weather’d every rack, the prize we sought is won;The port is near, the bells…

September 27, 2019
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O Bitter Sprig! Confession Sprig! By Walt Whitman

O bitter sprig! Confession sprig!In the bouquet I give you place also – I bind you in,Proceeding no further till, humbled publicly,I give fair warning,…

September 27, 2019
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Now List To My Morning’s Romanza By Walt Whitman

Now list to my morning’s romanza – I tell the signs of the Answerer;To the cities and farms I sing, as they spread in the…

September 27, 2019
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Now Finale To The Shore By Walt Whitman

Now finale to the shore!Now, land and life, finale, and farewell!Now Voyager depart! (much, much for thee is yet in store;)Often enough hast thou adventur’d…

September 27, 2019
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Not Youth Pertains To Me By Walt Whitman

Not youth pertains to me,Nor delicatesse – I cannot beguile the time with talk;Awkward in the parlor, neither a dancer nor elegant;In the learn’d coterie…

September 27, 2019
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Not The Pilot By Walt Whitman

Not the pilot has charged himself to bring his ship into port, though beaten back, and many times baffled;Not the path-finder, penetrating inland, weary and…

September 27, 2019
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Not My Enemies Ever Invade Me By Walt Whitman

Not my enemies ever invade me – no harm to my pride from them I fear;But the lovers I recklessly love – lo! how they…

September 27, 2019
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Not Heaving From My Ribb’d Breast Only By Walt Whitman

Not heaving from my ribb’d breast only;Not in sighs at night, in rage, dissatisfied with myself;Not in those long-drawn, ill-supprest sighs;Not in many an oath…

September 27, 2019
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Not Heat Flames Up And Consumes By Walt Whitman

Not heat flames up and consumes,Not sea-waves hurry in and out,Not the air, delicious and dry, the air of the ripe summer, bears lightly along…

September 27, 2019

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Mad For Poetry

Mad For Poetry

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Mad for Poetry

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