Thursday, September 6, 2007

WALT AGAIN

“Dazzling and tremendous how quick the sun-rise would kill me,
If I could not now and always send sun-rise out of me.”

—Walt Whitman
“Song of Myself”

2 comments:

Anonymous said...

love this. thanks for reminding me of life and where the beauty is.
DeLauné

Nick Piombino said...

II was struck by this line recently

"All goes onward and onward and nothing collapses
And to die is different from what anyone supposed and luckier

Has anyone supposed it was lucky to be born
I hasten to inform him that it is just as lucky to die and I know it"