A Clear Midnight
by Walt Whitman
This is thy hour O Soul, thy free flight into the wordless,
Away from books, away from art, the day erased, the lesson
done,
Thee fully forth emerging, silent, gazing, pondering the
themes thou lovest best,
Night, sleep, death and the stars.
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Gorgeous, Doraine - thanks for sharing!
ReplyDeletePowerful and poignant poem, Doraine. Thanks for bringing a little Whitman into my Friday! =)
ReplyDeleteWonderful! Lovely pairing of photo with poem.
ReplyDeleteAgree!
DeleteI agree! I have a friend who likes to wake up at midnight to just gaze at the night sky and be alone and quiet in the dark. I dream of this, so your post touched me.
ReplyDeleteJanet F.
"the day erased, the lesson done"-beautiful Doraine. I am not a Whitman expert, but recognize many of his words; have not seen this. Thanks.
ReplyDeleteI love this one! It says a lot... Thanks for sharing!
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