[New-Poetry] As I sit writing here

[David Graham]

On Jul 27, 2007, at 2:52 PM, Halvard Johnson wrote:
> Well, that's one way of looking at it.
>
> Hal
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Yes.  And here's another:


Hefts of the moving world at innocent gambols, silently rising,  
freshly exuding,
Scooting obliquely high and low.

Something I cannot see puts upward libidinous prongs,
Seas of bright juice suffuse heaven.

The earth by the sky staid with . . . . the daily close of their  
junction,
The heaved challenge from the east that moment over my head,
The mocking taunt, See then whether you shall be master!

Dazzling and tremendous how quick the sunrise would kill me,
If I could not now and always send sunrise out of me.


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>
> On Jul 27, 2007, at 1:45 PM, David Graham wrote:
>
>> As I Sit Writing Here
>>
>> As I sit writing here, sick and grown old,
>> Not my least burden is that dulness of the years, querilities,
>> Ungracious glooms, aches, lethargy, constipation, whimpering ennui,
>> May filter in my dally songs.
>>
>> -- Walt Whitman
>>

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