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i saw battle-corpses myriads of them
and the white skeletons of young men i saw them
i saw the debris and debris of all dead soldiers | img2poems |
must i pass from my song for thee
from my gaze on thee in the west fronting the west communing with thee
o comrade lustrous with silver face in the night | img2poems |
o captain
my captain
our fearful trip is done | img2poems |
but o heart
heart
heart | img2poems |
leave you not the little spot
where on the deck my captain lies
fallen cold and dead | img2poems |
o captain
my captain
rise up and hear the bells | img2poems |
but i with silent tread
walk the spot my captain lies
fallen cold and dead | img2poems |
for we cannot tarry here
we must march my darlings we must bear the brunt of danger
we the youthful sinewy races all the rest on us depend | img2poems |
we take up the task eternal and the burden and the lesson
pioneers
o pioneers | img2poems |
o i mourn and yet exult i am rapt with love for all
pioneers
o pioneers | img2poems |
then upon the march we fittest die soon and sure the gap is filled
pioneers
o pioneers | img2poems |
never must you be divided in our ranks you move united
pioneers
o pioneers | img2poems |
soon i hear you coming warbling soon you rise and tramp amid us
pioneers
o pioneers | img2poems |
still be ours the diet hard and the blanket on the ground
pioneers
o pioneers | img2poems |
was the road of late so toilsome
did we stop discouraged nodding on our
way | img2poems |
yet a passing hour i yield you in your tracks to pause oblivious
pioneers
o pioneers | img2poems |
were you thinking that those were the words those upright lines
those
curves angles dots | img2poems |
no those are not the words the substantial words are in the ground and
sea
they are in the air they are in you | img2poems |
were you thinking that those were the words those delicious sounds out of
your friends' mouths
no the real words are more delicious than they | img2poems |
the workmanship of souls is by the inaudible words of the earth
the great masters know the earth's words and use them more than the
audible words | img2poems |
whoever you are
motion and reflection are especially for you
the divine ship sails the divine sea for you | img2poems |
each man to himself and each woman to herself such as the word of the
past and present and the word of immortality
no one can acquire for another not one | img2poems |
the song is to the singer and comes back most to him
the teaching is to the teacher and comes back most to him
the murder is to the murderer and comes back most to him | img2poems |
this is a poem for the sayers of words these are hints of meanings
these are they that echo the tones of souls and the phrases of souls
if they did not echo the phrases of souls what were they then | img2poems |
delve
mould
pile the words of the earth | img2poems |
work on it is materials you bring not breaths
work on age after age
nothing is to be lost | img2poems |
now i make a leaf of voices for i have found nothing mightier than they
are
and i have found that no word spoken but is beautiful in its place | img2poems |
surely whoever speaks to me in the right voice him or her i shall follow
as the water follows the moon silently with fluid steps anywhere around
the globe | img2poems |
all waits for the right voices
where is the practised and perfect organ
where is the developed soul | img2poems |
whoever you are now i place my hand upon you that you be my poem
i whisper with my lips close to your ear
i have loved many women and men but i love none better than you | img2poems |
the race is never separated nor man nor woman escapes
all is inextricable things spirits nature nations you too from
precedents you come | img2poems |
think of the time when you was not yet born
think of times you stood at the side of the dying
think of the time when your own body will be dying | img2poems |
think of spiritual results
sure as the earth swims through the heavens does every one of its objects
pass into spiritual results | img2poems |
think of womanhood and you to be a woman
the creation is womanhood
have i not said that womanhood involves all | img2poems |
with gathering murk with muttering thunder and lambent shoots we all duly
awake south north east west inland and seaboard we will
surely awake | img2poems |
tears
tears
tears | img2poems |
youth large lusty loving youth full of grace force fascination
do you know that old age may come after you with equal grace force
fascination | img2poems |
the perfect judge fears nothing he could go front to front before god
before the perfect judge all shall stand back life and death shall stand
back heaven and hell shall stand back | img2poems |
great is life real and mystical wherever and whoever
great is death sure as life holds all parts together death holds all
parts together | img2poems |
him all wait for him all yield up to his word is decisive and final
him they accept in him lave in him perceive themselves as amid light
him they immerse and he immerses them | img2poems |
he is the answerer
what can be answered he answers and what cannot be answered he shows how
it cannot be answered | img2poems |
his welcome is universal the flow of beauty is not more welcome or
universal than he is
the person he favours by day or sleeps with at night is blessed | img2poems |
he walks with perfect ease in the capitol
he walks among the congress and one representative says to another here
is our equal appearing and new | img2poems |
the english believe he comes of their english stock
a jew to the jew he seems a russ to the russ usual and near removed from
none | img2poems |
the living look upon the corpse with their eyesight
but without eyesight lingers a different living and looks curiously on the
corpse | img2poems |
i see one building the house that serves him a few years or seventy or
eighty years at most
i see one building the house that serves him longer than that | img2poems |
your farm profits crops to think how engrossed you are
to think there will still be farms profits crops yet for you of what
avail | img2poems |
the preparations have every one been justified
the orchestra have sufficiently tuned their instruments the baton has
given the signal | img2poems |
do you suspect death
if i were to suspect death i should die now
do you think i could walk pleasantly and well-suited toward annihilation | img2poems |
old age alarmed uncertain a young woman's voice appealing to me for
comfort
a young man's voice shall i not escape | img2poems |
fair fearful wreck
tenement of a soul
itself a soul | img2poems |
from all the rest i single out you having a message for you
you are to die let others tell you what they please i cannot prevaricate
i am exact and merciless but i love you there is no escape for you | img2poems |
[footnote : the reader will share my wish that whitman had written
sanctus spiritus which is right instead of santa spirita which is
methodically wrong | img2poems |
divine instinct breadth of vision the law of reason health rudeness of
body withdrawnness gaiety sun-tan air-sweetness such are some
of the words of poems | img2poems |
the sailor and traveller underlie the maker of poems
the builder geometer chemist anatomist phrenologist artist all these
underlie the maker of poems | img2poems |
i will make divine magnetic lands
with the love of comrades
with the life-long love of comrades | img2poems |
as i walk solitary unattended
the announcements of recognised things science
the approved growth of cities and the spread of inventions | img2poems |
i see the ships
the vast factories with their foremen and workmen
and hear the endorsement of all and do not object to it | img2poems |
but i too announce solid things
science ships politics cities factories are not nothing they serve
they stand for realities all is as it should be | img2poems |
as nearing departure
as the time draws nigh glooming a cloud
a dread beyond of i know not what darkens me | img2poems |
camerado
this is no book
who touches this touches a man | img2poems |
i will give you all my keys
you shall enter as you please
as you please shall go again | img2poems |
when i hear you jingling through
all the chambers of my soul
how i sit and laugh at you | img2poems |
(tears and dreams for them for me
bitter science the exams
are near | img2poems |
death in whose service is nothing of gladness takes
me
for the lips and the eyes of god are behind a veil | img2poems |
when i move the oars love
see how the stars are tossed
distorted the brightest lost | img2poems |
there did you see
that spark fly up at us even
stars are not safe in heaven | img2poems |
a come and go of march-day loves
through the flower-vine trailing screen
a fluttering in of doves | img2poems |
fluent active figures of men pass along the railway
and i am woken
from the dreams that the distance flattered | img2poems |
you are always asking do i remember remember
the butter-cup bog-end where the flowers rose up
and kindled you over deep with a cast of gold | img2poems |
you ask again do the healing days close up
the open darkness which then drew us in
the dark which then drank up our brimming cup | img2poems |
and yes thank god it still is possible
the healing days shall close the darkness up
wherein we fainted like a smoke or dew | img2poems |
now who will burn you free
from your body's terrors and dross
since the fire has failed in me | img2poems |
'tis the sun who asks the question in a lovely haste
for wisdom
what a lovely haste for wisdom is in men | img2poems |
and oh behind the cloud-sheaves like yellow autumn
dapples
did you see the wicked sun that winked | img2poems |
i have fetched the tears up out of the little wells
scooped them up with small iron words
dripping over the runnels | img2poems |
the harsh cold wind of my words drove on and still
i watched the tears on the guilty cheek of the boys
glitter and spill | img2poems |
if i could have put you in my heart
if but i could have wrapped you in myself
how glad i should have been | img2poems |
and oh that you had never never been
some of your selves my love that some
of your several faces i had never seen | img2poems |
nay but she sleeps like a bride and dreams her
dreams
of perfect things | img2poems |
she lies at last the darling in the shape of her dream
and her dead mouth sings
by its shape like the thrushes in clear evenings | img2poems |
two and two are the folk that walk
they pass in a half embrace
with dark face leaning to face | img2poems |
so i am not lonely nor sad
although bereaved of you
my little love | img2poems |
i move among a kinsfolk clad
with words but the dream shows through
as they move | img2poems |
earth of my swaying atmosphere
substance of my inconstant breath
i cannot but cleave to you | img2poems |
your presence peering lonelily there
oppresses me so i can hardly bear
to share the train with you | img2poems |
yet closely bitten in to me
is this armour of stiff reluctancy
that keeps me impounded | img2poems |
for i ache most earnestly for your touch
yet i cannot move however much
i would be your lover | img2poems |
will you open the amorous aching bud
of my body and loose the burning flood
that would leap to you from my heart | img2poems |
she clung to the door in her haste to enter
entered and quickly cast
it shut behind her leaving the street aghast | img2poems |
oh let us here forget let us take the sheer
unknown that lies before us bearing the ark
of the covenant onwards where she cannot go | img2poems |
do i not know the darkness within them
what
are they but shrouds | img2poems |
runs like a fretted arc-lamp into light
stirred by conflict to shining which else
were dark and whole with the night | img2poems |
runs to a fret of speed like a racing wheel
which else were aslumber along with the whole
of the dark swinging rhythmic instead of a-reel | img2poems |
leaps like a fountain of blue sparks leaping
in a jet from out of obscurity
which erst was darkness sleeping | img2poems |
runs into streams of bright blue drops
water and stones and stars and myriads
of twin-blue eyes and crops | img2poems |
of floury grain and all the hosts of day
all lovely hosts of ripples caused by fretting
the darkness into play | img2poems |
then suddenly she looked up
and i was blind in a tawny-gold day
till she took her eyes away | img2poems |
so i held my heart aloft
to the cuckoo that hung like a dove
and she settled soft | img2poems |
i echoed with surprise
hearing my mere lips shout
the answer they did devise | img2poems |
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