Pleasured equally
In seeking as in finding,
Each detail minding,
Old Walt went seeking
And finding.
Tags: poetry seeking finding walt-whitman
They do not sweat and whine about their condition, they do not lie awake in the dark and weep for their sins, they do not make me sick discussing their duty to God, not one is dissatisfied, not one is demented with the mania of owning things, not one kneels to another, nor to his kind that lived thousands of years ago.
Walt WhitmanTags: animals walt-whitman
Poets to Come
POETS to come! orators, singers, musicians to come!
Not to-day is to justify me, and answer what I am for;
But you, a new brood, native, athletic, continental, greater than before known,
Arouse! Arouse
for you must justify me
you must answer.
I myself but write one or two indicative words for the future,
I but advance a moment, only to wheel and hurry back in the darkness.
I am a man who, sauntering along, without fully stopping, turns a casual look upon you, and then averts his face,
Leaving it to you to prove and define it,
Expecting the main things from you.
Tags: poetry walt-whitman poets-to-come
One's-Self I Sing
One's-self I sing, a simple separate person,
Yet utter the word Democratic, the word En-Masse.
Of physiology from top to toe I sing,
Not physiognomy alone nor brain alone is worthy for the Muse, I say
the Form complete is worthier far,
The Female equally with the Male I sing.
Of Life immense in passion, pulse, and power,
Cheerful, for freest action form'd under the laws divine,
The Modern Man I sing.
Tags: poetry poet walt-whitman ones-self-i-sing
What do you think has become of the young and old men?
And what do you think has become of the women and children?
They are alive and well somewhere,
The smallest sprout shows there is really no death,
And if ever there was it led forward life, and does not wait at the
end to arrest it,
And ceas'd the moment life appear'd.
All goes onward and outward, nothing collapses,
And to die is different from what any one supposed, and luckier.
Tags: life death poem reflection song walt-whitman homage
The Open Road goes to the used-car lot.
Louis SimpsonTags: liberty freedom liberalism capitalism satire individualism self-reliance frontier romanticism restlessness walt-whitman american-exceptionalism rootlessness
I situate myself, and seat myself,
And where you recline I shall recline,
For every armchair belonging to you as good as belongs to me.
I loaf and curl up my tail
I yawn and loaf at my ease after rolling in the catnip patch."
(From Meow of Myself, from LEAVES OF CATNIP)
Tags: humor cats walt-whitman leaves-of-grass song-of-myself
Behold the day-break!
I awaken you by sitting on your chest and purring in your face,
I stir you with muscular paw-prods, I rouse you with toe-bites,
Walt, you have slept enough, why don't you get up?"
(From Meow of Myself, from LEAVES OF CATNIP)
Tags: humor cats walt-whitman leaves-of-grass song-of-myself
You can never know where I am or what I am,
But I am good company to you nonetheless,
And really do regret I broke your inkwell."
(From Meow of Myself, from LEAVES OF CATNIP)
Tags: humor cats walt-whitman leaves-of-grass song-of-myself
The noisy jay swoops by and reviles me, he complains of my meow and my malingering.
I too am not a bit subdued, I too am uncontrollable,
I sound my splenetic yowl over the roof of the house."
(From Meow of Myself, from LEAVES OF CATNIP)
Tags: humor cats walt-whitman leaves-of-grass song-of-myself
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