Saturday, February 13, 2010
I like the caramels.
I was reminded tonight of how much I love Walt Whitman. I never pick up Leaves of Grass that I don't feel the need to lay on the green ground and stare at the sky through the trees. Whitman makes me feel like I think a person should feel while having a religious experience. After a good sermon from Walt I feel hopeful and have a renewed faith in both myself and mankind. Song of Myself is my Psalms. I think Whitman intended the reader to feel that way; to have that lyrical, singing quality from his written words. I'm just glad King James isn't around to screw it up.
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I love the picture of the Walt Whitman Sampler. My favorites are the chocolate-covered yawps. I have felt very Leaves of Grass-ish lately while walking around in the snow and admiring the quiet, white landscape. Can't wait to do it in the green summer.
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