“I and this mystery, here we stand.”
Song of Myself
“Love the earth and sun and animals, Despise riches, give alms to everyone that asks, Stand up for the stupid and crazy, Devote your income and labor to others… And your very flesh shall be a great poem.”
“Not I, nor anyone else can travel that road for you.
You must travel it by yourself.
It is not far. It is within reach.
Perhaps you have been on it since you were born, and did not know.
Perhaps it is everywhere – on water and land.”
Leaves of Grass
July 1878 New York William Kurtz, photographer
* Written on the back of the Library of Congress copy of this photo: “Walt Whitman with ‘Kitty’ (Katharine Devereux) and ‘Harry’ (Harold Hugh) Johnston, children of John H. and Amelia F. Johnston.” Johnston was a New York jeweler who befriended Whitman and housed him for long stays in New York in the late 1870s.
I celebrate myself, and sing myself,
And what I assume you shall assume,
For every atom belonging to me as good belongs to you.”
“I am satisfied … I see, dance, laugh, sing.
*thank you to Goodreads for the quotations