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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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All Is Truth By Walt Whitman

O me, man of slack faith so long!Standing aloof–denying portions so long;Only aware to-day of compact, all-diffused truth;Discovering to-day there is no lie, or form of lie, and can be none, but grows as inevitably upon itself as the truth does upon itself,Or as any law of the earth, or any natural production of the…

by Samantha EvansSeptember 27, 2019
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Ah Poverties, Wincings Sulky Retreats By Walt Whitman

Ah poverties, wincings, and sulky retreats!Ah you foes that in conflict have overcome me!(For what is my life, or any man’s life, but a conflict…

September 27, 2019
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Ages And Ages, Returning At Intervals By Walt Whitman

Ages and ages, returning at intervals,Undestroy’d, wandering immortal,Lusty, phallic, with the potent original loins, perfectly sweet,I, chanter of Adamic songs,Through the new garden, the West,…

September 27, 2019
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After The Sea-Ship By Walt Whitman

After the Sea-Ship–after the whistling winds;After the white-gray sails, taut to their spars and ropes,Below, a myriad, myriad waves, hastening, lifting up their necks,Tending in…

September 27, 2019
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Adieu To A Solider By Walt Whitman

Adieu, O soldier!You of the rude campaigning, (which we shared,)The rapid march, the life of the camp,The hot contention of opposing fronts–the long manoeuver,Red battles…

September 27, 2019
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Abraham Lincoln, Born Feb. 12, 1809 By Walt Whitman

To-day, from each and all, a breath of prayer, a pulse of thought,To memory of Him, to birth of Him.

September 27, 2019
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Aboard At A Ship’s Helm By Walt Whitman

Aboard, at a ship’s helm,A young steersman, steering with care. A bell through fog on a sea-coast dolefully ringing,An ocean-bell–O a warning bell, rock’d by…

September 27, 2019
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A Woman Waits For Me By Walt Whitman

A woman waits for me–she contains all, nothing is lacking,Yet all were lacking, if sex were lacking, or if the moisture of theright man were…

September 27, 2019
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A Song By Walt Whitman

Come, I will make the continent indissoluble;I will make the most splendid race the sun ever yet shone upon;I will make divine magnetic lands,With the…

September 27, 2019
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A Sight In Camp By Walt Whitman

A sight in camp in the day-break grey and dim,As from my tent I emerge so early, sleepless,As slow I walk in the cool fresh…

September 27, 2019

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