Sunday, June 02, 2019

Poetry Sunday

This past Friday we celebrated the birthday of the great American poet Walt Whitman. Today, Poetry Sunday offers a sample of his marvelous work in this

Out of the rolling ocean the crowd
by Walt Whitman

Out of the rolling ocean the crowd came a drop gently
to me,
Whispering, I love you, before long I die,
I have travell'd a long way merely to look on you to
touch you,
For I could not die till I once look'd on you,
For I fear'd I might afterward lose you.

Now we have met, we have look'd, we are safe,
Return in peace to the ocean my love,
I too am part of that ocean, my love, we are not so
much separated,
Behold the great rondure, the cohesion of all, how
But as for me, for you, the irresistible sea is to separate
As for an hour carrying us diverse, yet cannot carry us
diverse forever;
Be not impatient — a little space — know you I salute
the air, the ocean and the land,
Every day at sundown for your dear sake, my love.

Have a good day and enjoy the rest of your weekend. Find that one drop in the ocean.

More thoughts coming.


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