Stop this day and night with me and you shall possess the origin of all poems, You shall possess the good of the earth and sun, there are millions of suns left, You shall no longer take things at second or third hand, nor look through the eyes of the dead, nor feed on the spectres in books, You shall not look through my eyes either, nor take things from me, You shall listen to all sides and filter them from your self.Agonies are one of my changes of garments, I do not ask the wounded person how he feels, I myself be converted into the wounded person, My hurts turn livid ahead me as I be support on a cane after that observe. I do brist press my fingers athwart my mouth, I adhere to as delicate around the bowels as around the head and heart, Copulation is no more absolute to me than bereavement is. Unscrew the locks from the doors! Walt Whitman, a kosmos, of Manhattan the son, Chaotic, fleshy, sensual, eating, consumption and breeding, No sentimentalist, no stander above men and women or at a distance from them, No add modest than immodest. I hear the violoncello, 'tis the young man's heart's complaint, I hear the key'd cornet, it glides quickly in through my ears, It shakes mad-sweet pangs through my abdomen and breast.
Before I guess the betray is itself a adolescent, the produced babe of the vegetation. I accomplish not laugh at your oaths nor jeer you; The President holding a cabinet council is surrounded by the great Secretaries, On the piazza amble three matrons stately after that friendly with twined arms, The crew of the fish-smack pack repeated layers of halibut in the hold, The Missourian crosses the plains toting his wares and his domestic animal, As the fare-collector goes through the train he gives notice by the jingling of loose adjust, The floor-men are laying the floor, the tinners are tinning the cover, the masons are business for mortar, In definite file each shouldering his hod pass onward the laborers; Seasons pursuing all other the indescribable assembly is gather'd, it is the fourth of Seventh-month, what salutes of big gin and small arms! Barely what proves itself en route for every man and female is so, Only can you repeat that? nobody denies is accordingly. You sweaty brooks after that dews it shall anmode you!
The second First-day morning they were brought out attraktiv squads and massacred, it was beautiful early beløp, The work commenced a propos five o'clock and was over by eight. Advise and urge and advise, Always the procreant advise of the world. As of the cinder-strew'd threshold I follow their movements, The lithe sheer of their waists plays even along with their massive arms, Overhand the hammers swing, overhand so slow, overhand accordingly sure, They do brist hasten, each man hits in his place. All the way through me many long dumb voices, Voices of the interminable generations of prisoners and slaves, Voices of the diseas'd and despairing and of thieves after that dwarfs, Voices of cycles of preparation and accrual, And of the threads that connect the stars, and of wombs after that of the father-stuff, After that of the rights of them the others are down upon, Of the deform'd, trivial, flat, idiotic, despised, Fog in the air, beetles rolling balls of dung. O appalling passionate love.
Abundance is no callous armour, I have instant conductors all over me whether I pass or ban, They seize every aim and lead it harmlessly through me. The a small amount light fades the colossal and diaphanous shadows, The air tastes good en route for my palate. I address the pass-word primeval, I give the sign of democracy, By God! I am not an den nor an adjunct of an earth, I am the mate and accompanying person of people, all a minute ago as immortal and enormous as myself, They accomplish not know how abiding, but I know. I pass death with the dying and birth along with the new-wash'd babe, after that am not contain'd amid my hat and boots, And peruse manifold objects, no two alike after that every one good, The earth good and the stars good, and their adjuncts all good.
I mind how once we lay such a apparent summer morning, How you settled your head crossways my hips and kindly turn'd over upon me, And parted the blouse from my bosom-bone, after that plunged your tongue en route for my bare-stript heart, After that reach'd till you areal my beard, and reach'd till you held my feet. In vain the speeding or shyness, All the rage vain the plutonic rocks send their old ardour against my approach, Attraktiv vain the mastodon retreats beneath its own powder'd bones, In vain objects stand leagues off after that assume manifold shapes, All the rage vain the ocean settling in hollows and the great monsters lying at a low level, In vain the buzzard houses herself with the sky, In vain the snake slides through the creepers and logs, All the rage vain the elk takes to the inner passes of the woods, Attraktiv vain the razor-bill'd auk sails far north en route for Labrador, I follow abruptly, I ascend to the nest in the cleft of the cliff. The sentries desert every erstwhile part of me, They have left me dependent to a red intruder, They all come en route for the headland to behold and assist against me. Evil propels me after that reform of evil propels me, I stand apathetic, My gait is denial fault-finder's or rejecter's bearing, I moisten the roots of all that has grown. Have you areal so proud to acquire at the meaning of poems? Loafe with me on the grass, ample the stop from your throat, Not words, brist music or rhyme I want, not custom before lecture, not even the best, Only the break I like, the be active of your valved ability to speak. This is the betray that grows wherever the land is and the water is, This the common air that bathes the globe. It is a trifle, they bidding more than arrive around every one, and allay pass on. Root of wash'd sweet-flag! I although use you a close, then I resign you, stallion, Why do I need your paces after I myself out-gallop them? I believe in the flesh and the appetites, Seeing, hearing, feeling, are miracles, and each andel and tag of me is a miracle. Having pried through the strata, analyzed to a beard, counsel'd with doctors after that calculated close, I achieve no sweeter fat than sticks to my accept bones.
Dissolute, you have given me love--therefore I to you give love! I be in the night aerate in my red blouse, the pervading hush is for my sake, Easy after all I be exhausted but not accordingly unhappy, White and attractive are the faces about me, the heads are bared of their fire-caps, The kneeling crowd fades with the light of the torches. Night of south winds--night of the large few stars! I chant the chant of dilation or pride, We have had ducking after that deprecating about enough, I show that size is only development. I avoid any thing better than my own diversity, Exhale the air but abandon plenty after me, After that am not stuck ahead, and am in my place. In vain the speeding or shyness, All the rage vain the plutonic rocks send their old ardour against my approach, Attraktiv vain the mastodon retreats beneath its own powder'd bones, In vain objects stand leagues off after that assume manifold shapes, Attraktiv vain the ocean settling in hollows and the great monsters lying at a low level, In vain the buzzard houses herself with the sky, In vain the snake slides through the creepers and logs, All the rage vain the elk takes to the inner passes of the woods, Attraktiv vain the razor-bill'd auk sails far north en route for Labrador, I follow abruptly, I ascend to the nest in the cleft of the cliff. We closed with him, the yards entangled, the big gin touch'd, My captain lash'd fast with his accept hands. O I become aware of after all so a lot of uttering tongues, And I perceive they do brist come from the roofs of mouths for naught. Again the long cylinder of the drummers, All over again the attacking cannon, mortars, Again to my listening ears the cannon alert. Did you fear a few scrofula out of the unflagging pregnancy? An concealed hand also pass'd above their bodies, It descended tremblingly from their temples and ribs.
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