Saturday, July 10, 2010

Some Uncle Walt on this rainy Saturday

Once I Pass'd through a Populous City

by Walt Whitman

Once I pass'd through a populous city imprinting my brain for future
use with its shows, architecture, customs, traditions,
Yet now of all that city I remember only a woman I casually met there
who detain'd me for love of me,
Day by day and night by night we were together—all else has long
been forgotten by me,
I remember I say only that woman who passionately clung to me,
Again we wander, we love, we separate again,
Again she holds me by the hand, I must not go,
I see her close beside me with silent lips sad and tremulous.

2 comments:

mama said said...

Thanks for posting this poem today. Perfect.

Lynette said...

More days should be like today with the rain and this poem.