Sometimes with one I love I fill myself with rage
for
fear I effuse unreturn'd love,
But now I think there is no unreturn'd love, the
pay
is certain one way or another,
(I loved a certain person ardently and my love
was
not return'd,
Yet out of that I have written these songs.)
--Walt Whitman
The place so many poems are born from...
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Whitman has two things that make his poetry so beautiful--scarcity and honesty. Great choice for today.
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