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Walt Whitman

"Here the frailest leaves of me and yet my strongest lasting, Here I shade and hide my thoughts, I myself do not expose them, And yet they expose me more than all my other poems."

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"Here the frailest leaves of me and yet my strongest lasting, Here I shade and hide my thoughts, I myself do not expose them, And yet they expose me more than all my other poems."

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Donna Grant

"You need a poetic touch from the outer space? Then you need the moonlight!"

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Donna Grant

"I love writing poetry because it's pretty. I love writing pretty."

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Donna Grant

"Good poetry does not exist merely for the sake of itself, but rather, is a byproduct of yearning and growth; great poetry canonizes that yearning for the growth of others."

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Donna Grant

"The secret of poetry is never explained - is always new. We have not got farther than mere wonder at the delicacy of the touch, & the eternity it inherits. In every house a child that in mere play utters oracles, & knows not that they are such. 'Tis as easy as breath. 'Tis like this gravity, which holds the Universe together, & none knows what it is."

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Donna Grant

"A poem can't do its work if you only read snippets of it."

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Donna Grant

"The poet knows that he speaks adequately, then, only when he speaks somewhat wildly."

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Donna Grant

"A poet is not an inventor. A poet is a player that plays with words on the field of human imagination to excite a reader's mind with the colors of emotion."

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Donna Grant

"Old wives keep in memory word of things that once were needful for the wise to know."

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Donna Grant

"Five syllables," Apollo said, counting them on his fingers. "That would be real bad."

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Donna Grant

"Amore is loveconfessed to you in haiku.Do you love me too?"

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Walt Whitman
"You sea! I resign myself to you also-I guess what you mean, I behold from the beach your crooked fingers, I believe you refuse to go back without feeling of me.We must have a turn together,I undress, hurry me out of sight of the land,Cushion me soft, rock me billowy drowse,Dash me with amorous wet, I can repay you."

Nature

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Walt Whitman
"All faults may be forgiven of him who has perfect candor."

Honesty

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Walt Whitman
"Speech is the twin of my vision, it is unequal to measure itself, it provokes me forever, it says sarcastically, Walt you contain enough, why don't you let it out then?"

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Walt Whitman
"The art of art, the glory of expression and the sunshine of the light of letters, is simplicity."

Art

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Walt Whitman
"I cannot be awake for nothing looks to me as it did before, Or else I am awake for the first time, and all before has been a mean sleep."

Time

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Walt Whitman
"There is that indescribable freshness and unconsciousness about an illiterate person that humbles and mocks the power of the noblest expressive genius."

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Walt Whitman
"The United States themselves are essentially the greatest poem."

Patriotism

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Walt Whitman
"I too am not a bit tamed, I too am untranslatable, I sound my barbaric yawp over the roofs of the world."

Freedom

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Walt Whitman
"Every moment of light and dark is a miracle."

Exploration

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Walt Whitman
"When the full-grown poet came,Out spake pleased Nature (the round impassive globe, with all its shows of day and night,) saying, He is mine;But out spake too the Soul of man, proud, jealous and unreconciled, Nay, he is mine alone;- Then the full-grown poet stood between the two, and took each by the hand;And to-day and ever so stands, as blender, uniter, tightly holding hands,Which he will never release until he reconciles the two,And wholly and joyously blends them."

Art

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