Walt Whitman

Leaves of Grass

    celine darlinghas quoted5 years ago
    Loafe with me on the grass, loose the stop from your throat,
    Not words, not music or rhyme I want, not custom or lecture, not
    even the best,
    Only the lull I like, the hum of your valved voice.
    I mind how once we lay such a transparent summer morning,
    How you settled your head athwart my hips and gently turn'd over upon me,
    Danny Talbothas quoted7 years ago
    O Me! O Life!
    O me! O life! of the questions of these recurring,
    Of the endless trains of the faithless, of cities fill'd with the foolish,
    Of myself forever reproaching myself, (for who more foolish than I,
    and who more faithless?)
    Of eyes that vainly crave the light, of the objects mean, of the
    struggle ever renew'd,
    Of the poor results of all, of the plodding and sordid crowds I see
    around me,
    Of the empty and useless years of the rest, with the rest me intertwined,
    The question, O me! so sad, recurring—What good amid these, O me, O life?
    That you are here—that life exists and identity,
    That the powerful play goes on, and you may contribute a verse.
    b0405531252has quoted7 days ago
    They do not know who puffs and declines with pendant and bending arch,
    b0405531252has quoted7 days ago
    Not asking the sky to come down to my good will
    b0405531252has quoted7 days ago
    Always the procreant urge of the world.
    b0405531252has quoted7 days ago
    atmosphere is not a perfume, it has no taste of the
    distillation, it is odorless,
    b0405531252has quoted7 days ago
    respiration and inspiration, the beating of my heart, the passing
    of blood and air through my lungs,
    b0405531252has quoted7 days ago
    Clear and sweet is my soul, and clear and sweet is all that is
    b0405531252has quoted7 days ago
    the unseen is proved by the seen
    b0405531252has quoted7 days ago
    beautiful uncut hair of graves
    noxcaeleshas quoted4 months ago
    Thy body permanent,

    The body lurking there within thy body,
    Nailya Golmanhas quoted7 months ago
    Here are our thoughts, voyagers' thoughts,
    Here not the land, firm land, alone appears, may then by them be said,
    The sky o'erarches here, we feel the undulating deck beneath our feet,
    We feel the long pulsation, ebb and flow of endless motion,
    The tones of unseen mystery, the vague and vast suggestions of the
    briny world, the liquid-flowing syllables,
    The perfume, the faint creaking of the cordage, the melancholy rhythm,
    The boundless vista and the horizon far and dim are all here,
    And this is ocean's poem.
    Ghafeela Sohailhas quoted8 months ago
    If any thing is sacred the human body is sacred
    Ghafeela Sohailhas quoted8 months ago
    Have you ever loved the body of a woman?

    Have you ever loved the body of a man?

    Do you not see that these are exactly the same to all in all nations

    and times all over the earth?

    If any thing is sacred the human body is sacred,
    Ghafeela Sohailhas quoted8 months ago
    Do you know so much yourself that you call the meanest ignorant?

    Do you suppose you have a right to a good sight, and he or she has

    no right to a sight?

    Do you think matter has cohered together from its diffuse float, and

    the soil is on the surface, and water runs and vegetation sprouts,

    For you only, and not for him and her?
    Ghafeela Sohailhas quoted8 months ago
    Each belongs here or anywhere just as much as the well-off, just as

    much as you,

    Each has his or her place in the procession.
    Алёна Власоваhas quoted10 months ago
    Distant and dead resuscitate,
    They show as the dial or move as the hands of me, I am the clock myself.
    Алёна Власоваhas quotedlast year
    orbic flex of his mouth is pouring and filling me full.
    Алёна Власоваhas quotedlast year
    I worship one thing more than another it shall be the spread of
    my own body, or any part of it,
    Translucent mould of me it shall be you!
    Алёна Власоваhas quotedlast year
    will accept nothing which all cannot have their
    counterpart of on the same terms.
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