written by Walt WhitmanME imperturbe, standing at ease in Nature,
Master of all, or mistress of all--aplomb in the midst of irrational
things,
Imbued as they--passive, receptive, silent as they,
Finding my occupation, poverty, notoriety, foibles, crimes, less
important than I thought;
Me private, or public, or menial, or solitary--all these subordinate,
(I am eternally equal with the best--I am not subordinate;)
Me toward the Mexican Sea, or in the Mannahatta, or the Tennessee, or
far north, or inland,
A river man, or a man of the woods, or of any farm-life in These
States, or of the coast, or the lakes, or Kanada,
Me, wherever my life is lived, O to be
self-balanced for
contingencies!
O to confront night, storms, hunger, ridicule, accidents, rebuffs, as
the trees and animals do.
Walt Whitman
written by Walt Whitman, published on Sat 06.02.2007 at 10:17
LOOK down, fair moon, and bathe this scene;
Pour softly down night's nimbus floods, on faces ghastly, swollen,
purple;
written by Walt Whitman, published on Mon 05.21.2007 at 09:28
AMERICA always!
Always our own feuillage!
Always Florida's green peninsula! Always the priceless delta of
written by Walt Whitman, published on Mon 05.14.2007 at 05:33
LONG I thought that knowledge alone would suffice me--O if I could
but obtain knowledge!
written by Walt Whitman, published on Thu 05.10.2007 at 20:52
A LINE in long array, where they wind betwixt green islands;
Read poem...written by Walt Whitman, published on Sun 04.29.2007 at 11:40
BY the bivouac's fitful flame,
A procession winding around me, solemn and sweet and slow;--but first
I note,
written by Walt Whitman, published on Fri 04.27.2007 at 01:01
BEAT! beat! drums!--Blow! bugles! blow!
Through the windows--through doors--burst like a ruthless force,