The Base of All Metaphysics |
And now gentlemen,A word I give to remain in your memories and minds,As base and finale too for all metaphysics.(So to the students the old professor,At the close of his crowded course.)Having studied...
Posted by Walt on Fri, 04 Apr 2008 07:53:00 PST |
To Think of Time, Parts Eight and Nine |
8Slow moving and black lines go ceaselessly over the earth, Northerner goes carried, and Southerner goes carried, and they on the Atlantic side, and they on the Pacific, and they between, and all thr...
Posted by Walt on Mon, 01 Oct 2007 10:18:00 PST |
To Think of Time, Part Seven |
It is not to diffuse you that you were born of your mother and fatherit is to identify you; It is not that you should be undecided, but that you should be decided; Something long preparing and form...
Posted by Walt on Thu, 13 Sep 2007 10:42:00 PST |
To Think of Time, Parts Five and Six |
The markets, the government, the working-man's wagesto think what account they are through our nights and days! To think that other working-men will make just as great account of themyet we make li...
Posted by Walt on Fri, 31 Aug 2007 09:29:00 PST |
To Think of Time, Parts Three and Four |
To think the thought of Death, merged in the thought of materials! To think that the rivers will flow, and the snow fall, and fruits ripen, and act upon others as upon us nowyet not act upon us! ...
Posted by Walt on Thu, 23 Aug 2007 09:18:00 PST |
To Think of Time, Part Two |
Not a day passesnot a minute or second, without an accouchement! Not a day passesnot a minute or second, without a corpse! The dull nights go over, and the dull days also, The soreness of lying...
Posted by Walt on Sat, 11 Aug 2007 08:56:00 PST |
To Think of Time, Part One |
1To think of time--of all that retrospection,To think of to-day, and the ages continued henceforward.[Bryce Canyon, Utah]Have you guess'd you yourself would not continue?Have you dreaded these earth-b...
Posted by Walt on Mon, 16 Jul 2007 03:30:00 PST |
Defending Walt Whitman, a poem by Sherman Alexie |
Basketball is like this for young Indian boys, all arms and legsand serious stomach muscles. Every body is brown!These are the twentieth-century warriors who will never kill,although a few sat quietly...
Posted by Walt on Fri, 13 Jul 2007 12:06:00 PST |
A Song for Occupations, Part 6 (concluded) |
Will you seek afar off? you surely come back at last, In things best known to you, finding the best, or as good as the best, In folks nearest to you finding the sweetest, strongest, lovingest; Happ...
Posted by Walt on Mon, 02 Jul 2007 11:58:00 PST |
A Song for Occupations, Part 5 |
Will the whole come back then? Can each see signs of the best by a look in the looking-glass? is there nothing greater or more? Does all sit there with you, with the mystic, unseen Soul? Strange...
Posted by Walt on Tue, 26 Jun 2007 09:17:00 PST |
