Walt Whitman said it.
“Do I contradict myself?"
I ask the same thing.
Sometimes I am up.
Other times I sure am not.
“I am large,” he said.
The poet explained
he “contained multitudes” and
I guess so do I.
“Do I contradict myself?"
I ask the same thing.
Sometimes I am up.
Other times I sure am not.
“I am large,” he said.
The poet explained
he “contained multitudes” and
I guess so do I.
4 comments:
One of my fave Whitman works. The first line says it for me.
"I celebrate myself, and sing myself".
My mantra sorta - "I celebrate my freedoms while honoring my limits"
Love Gail
peace.....
Love this one! It sure is hard to get far from the madding crowd when that crowd lies within…
Karen, he is an amazing poet.
Gail, kind of interesting, isn’t it? Holding together the riotous variables.
Mary, thanks.
Marc, you nailed it! It is a crowd, noisy, unruly, representative of every stripe of human expression.
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