Wednesday, August 2, 2017

Free Download: Walt Whitman, "Leaves Of Grass"


"Why, who makes much of a miracle?
As to me I know of nothing else but miracles,
Whether I walk the streets of Manhattan,
Or dart my sight over the roofs of houses toward the sky,
Or wade with naked feet along the beach just in the edge
of the water,
Or stand under trees in the woods,
Or talk by day with anyone I love, or sleep in the bed
at night with anyone I love,
Or sit at the table at dinner with the rest,
Or look at strangers opposite me riding in the car,
Or watch honeybees busy around the hive
of a summer forenoon,
Or animals feeding in the fields,
Or birds, or the wonderfulness of insects in the air,
Or the wonderfulness of the sundown, or of stars shining
so quiet and bright,
Or the exquisite delicate thin curve of the new moon
in spring;
These with the rest, one and all, are to me miracles,
The whole referring, yet each distinct and in its place.
To me every hour of the light and dark is a miracle,
Every cubic inch of space is a miracle,
Every square yard of the surface of the earth is spread
with the same,
Every foot of the interior swarms with the same.
To me the sea is a continual miracle,
The fishes that swim- the rocks- the motion of the waves
- the ships with men in them,
What stranger miracles are there?"

- Walt Whitman, "Leaves of Grass"
"Is it wonderful that I should be immortal?
as every one is immortal;
I know it is wonderful, but my eyesight is equally wonderful,
and how I was conceived in my mother’s womb is equally wonderful,
And pass’d from a babe in the creeping trance
of a couple of summers and winters to articulate and walk
- all this is equally wonderful.

And that my soul embraces you this hour,
and we affect each other without ever seeing each other,
and never perhaps to see each other,
is every bit as wonderful.

And that I can think such thoughts as these is just as wonderful,
And that I can remind you,
and you think them and know them to be true,
is just as wonderful.

And that the moon spins round the earth and on with the earth,
is equally wonderful,
And that they balance themselves
with the sun and stars is equally wonderful."

- Walt Whitman, "Leaves of Grass"
"Love the earth and sun and animals,
Despise riches, give alms to everyone that asks,
Stand up for the stupid and crazy,
Devote your income and labor to others...
And your very flesh shall be a great poem."
~ Walt Whitman
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