MiraclesWhy, who makes much of a miracle?As to me I know of nothing else but miracles,Whether I walk the streets of Manhattan,Or dart my sight over the roofs of houses toward the sky,Or wade with naked feet along the beach just in the edge of the water,Or stand under trees in the woods,Or talk by day withContinue reading “Inch, yard and foot – All Miracles!”
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The Key!
As promised in my most recent post, I am today turning to a poem by Walt Whitman titled Clef Poem. The poem was printed in his 1856 edition of Leaves of Grass. At some point in time the poem was abridged and known as “On the Beach at Night Alone.” Whitman, using the French wordContinue reading “The Key!”