Monday, April 4, 2011

"These I, Singing in Spring".


And twigs of maple, and a bunch of wild orange, and chestnut, And stems of currants, and plum-blows, and the aromatic cedar: These, I, compass'd around by a thick cloud of spirits, Wandering, point to, or touch as I pass, or throw them loosely from me, Indicating to each one what he shall have—giving something to each; But what I drew from the water by the pond-side, that I reserve, I will give of it—but only to them that love, as I my- self am capable of loving.


Excerpt from "These I, Singing in Spring", by Walt Whitman, Leaves of Grass (1867)
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1 comment:

  1. Outdoor ToysApril 4, 2011 at 6:19 AM

    Hi,
    This is such a wonderful post. It's so nice to see the spring season after such a long winters. I am so happy to see the bright sunshine after so long. It's time to go outdoors and have fun..
    :)

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