Let the beautiful world be the beautiful world in its own form, in its own right. Leet the snow have this day untracked. Let the oyster keep its pearl.
“Nothing can happen more beautiful than death.” –Walt Whitman
Happy Birthday, Walt Whitman
When I was in poem school, the myth–now realize poets hold myth as ultimate reality–so therefore the truth we used to tell about ourselves was according to the theory of six degrees of separation we have all at… Read More