Walt Whitman
@skeetsofgrass.bsky.social
The 1855 edition of Leaves of Grass, in order, little by little, over and over.
You shall not look through my eyes either, nor take things from me,
September 17, 2026 at 3:49 AM
You shall not look through my eyes either, nor take things from me,
You shall no longer take things at second or third hand .... nor look through the eyes of the dead .... nor feed on the spectres in books,
September 17, 2026 at 1:49 AM
You shall no longer take things at second or third hand .... nor look through the eyes of the dead .... nor feed on the spectres in books,
You shall possess the good of the earth and sun .... there are millions of suns left,
September 16, 2026 at 11:49 PM
You shall possess the good of the earth and sun .... there are millions of suns left,
Stop this day and night with me and you shall possess the origin of all poems,
September 16, 2026 at 9:49 PM
Stop this day and night with me and you shall possess the origin of all poems,
Have you felt so proud to get at the meaning of poems?
September 16, 2026 at 7:49 PM
Have you felt so proud to get at the meaning of poems?
Have you practiced so long to learn to read?
September 16, 2026 at 5:49 PM
Have you practiced so long to learn to read?
Have you reckoned a thousand acres much? Have you reckoned the earth much?
September 16, 2026 at 1:49 PM
Have you reckoned a thousand acres much? Have you reckoned the earth much?
The feeling of health .... the full-noon trill .... the song of me rising from bed and meeting the sun.
September 16, 2026 at 11:49 AM
The feeling of health .... the full-noon trill .... the song of me rising from bed and meeting the sun.
The delight alone or in the rush of the streets, or along the fields and hillsides,
September 16, 2026 at 9:49 AM
The delight alone or in the rush of the streets, or along the fields and hillsides,
The play of shine and shade on the trees as the supple boughs wag,
September 16, 2026 at 7:49 AM
The play of shine and shade on the trees as the supple boughs wag,
A few light kisses .... a few embraces .... a reaching around of arms,
September 16, 2026 at 5:49 AM
A few light kisses .... a few embraces .... a reaching around of arms,
The sound of the belched words of my voice .... words loosed to the eddies of the wind,
September 16, 2026 at 3:49 AM
The sound of the belched words of my voice .... words loosed to the eddies of the wind,
The sniff of green leaves and dry leaves, and of the shore and darkcolored sea-rocks, and of hay in the barn,
September 16, 2026 at 1:49 AM
The sniff of green leaves and dry leaves, and of the shore and darkcolored sea-rocks, and of hay in the barn,
My respiration and inspiration .... the beating of my heart .... the passing of blood and air through my lungs,
September 15, 2026 at 11:49 PM
My respiration and inspiration .... the beating of my heart .... the passing of blood and air through my lungs,
Echos, ripples, and buzzed whispers .... loveroot, silkthread, crotch and vine,
September 15, 2026 at 9:49 PM
Echos, ripples, and buzzed whispers .... loveroot, silkthread, crotch and vine,
The smoke of my own breath,
September 15, 2026 at 7:49 PM
The smoke of my own breath,
I am mad for it to be in contact with me.
September 15, 2026 at 5:49 PM
I am mad for it to be in contact with me.
I will go to the bank by the wood and become undisguised and naked,
September 15, 2026 at 3:49 PM
I will go to the bank by the wood and become undisguised and naked,
It is for my mouth forever .... I am in love with it,
September 15, 2026 at 1:49 PM
It is for my mouth forever .... I am in love with it,
The atmosphere is not a perfume .... it has no taste of the distillation .... it is odorless,
September 15, 2026 at 11:49 AM
The atmosphere is not a perfume .... it has no taste of the distillation .... it is odorless,
The distillation would intoxicate me also, but I shall not let it.
September 15, 2026 at 9:49 AM
The distillation would intoxicate me also, but I shall not let it.
I breathe the fragrance myself, and know it and like it,
September 15, 2026 at 7:49 AM
I breathe the fragrance myself, and know it and like it,
Houses and rooms are full of perfumes .... the shelves are crowded with perfumes,
September 15, 2026 at 5:49 AM
Houses and rooms are full of perfumes .... the shelves are crowded with perfumes,
I lean and loafe at my ease .... observing a spear of summer grass.
September 15, 2026 at 3:49 AM
I lean and loafe at my ease .... observing a spear of summer grass.
I loafe and invite my soul,
September 15, 2026 at 1:49 AM
I loafe and invite my soul,