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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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As I Watche’d The Ploughman Ploughing By Walt Whitman

As I watch’d the ploughman ploughing,Or the sower sowing in the fields–or the harvester harvesting,I saw there too, O life and death, your analogies:(Life, life…

September 27, 2019
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As I Walk These Broad, Majestic Days By Walt Whitman

AS I walk these broad, majestic days of peace,(For the war, the struggle of blood finish’d, wherein, O terrific Ideal!Against vast odds, having gloriously won,Now…

September 27, 2019
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As I Sat Alone By Blue Ontario’s Shores By Walt Whitman

As I sat alone, by blue Ontario’s shore,As I mused of these mighty days, and of peace return’d, and the dead that return no more,A…

September 27, 2019
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As I Ponder’d In Silence By Walt Whitman

As I ponder’d in silence,Returning upon my poems, considering, lingering long,A Phantom arose before me, with distrustful aspect,Terrible in beauty, age, and power,The genius of…

September 27, 2019
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As I Lay With Head In Your Lap, Camerado By Walt Whitman

AS I lay with my head in your lap, Camerado,The confession I made I resume–what I said to you in the open air I resume:I…

September 27, 2019
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As I Ebb’d With The Ocean Of Life By Walt Whitman

As I ebb’d with the ocean of life,As I wended the shores I know,As I walk’d where the ripples continually wash you Paumanok,Where they rustle…

September 27, 2019
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As Consequent, Etc. By Walt Whitman

As consequent from store of summer rains,Or wayward rivulets in autumn flowing,Or many a herb-lined brook’s reticulations,Or subterranean sea-rills making for the sea,Songs of continued…

September 27, 2019
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As At Thy Portals Also Death By Walt Whitman

AS at thy portals also death,Entering thy sovereign, dim, illimitable grounds,To memories of my mother, to the divine blending, maternity,To her, buried and gone, yet…

September 27, 2019
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As Adam, Early In The Morning By Walt Whitman

As Adam, early in the morning,Walking forth from the bower, refresh’d with sleep;Behold me where I pass–hear my voice–approach,Touch me–touch the palm of your hand…

September 27, 2019
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As A Strong Bird On Pinious Free By Walt Whitman

AS a strong bird on pinions free,Joyous, the amplest spaces heavenward cleaving,Such be the thought I’d think to-day of thee, America,Such be the recitative I’d…

September 27, 2019

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