April 2011
8 posts
song of myself. w.w.
All truths wait in all things…
The insignificant is as big to me as any,
(What is less or more than a touch?)
…
Space and Time! now I see it is true, what I guess’d at,
What I guess’d when I loaf’d on the grass,
What I guess’d while I lay alone in my bed,
And again as I walk’d the beach under the paling stars of the morning.
My ties and ballasts...
