I had a small copy of Leaves of Grass. I read through it but the book was to small. I feel like the words needed to be bigger.
So I bought a bigger book, it is the size of a bible.
I think it will be like my bible.
I will carry it around in a zipper bag.
Everytime I have a problem I will quote from it.
Everytime something goes right I will quote from it.
I read this poem in the bathroom last night
POETS to come! orators, singers, musicians to come!
Not to-day is to justify me, and answer what I am for;
But you, a new brood, native, athletic, continental, greater than before known,
Arouse! Arouse—for you must justify me—you must answer.
I myself but write one or two indicative words for the future, 5
I but advance a moment, only to wheel and hurry back in the darkness.
I am a man who, sauntering along, without fully stopping, turns a casual look upon you, and then averts his face,
Leaving it to you to prove and define it,
Expecting the main things from you
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I have some photocopied pages from Leaves in the Grass. I carry them around in my briefcase so that when I am outside my house and living the philosophy of getting along out there but having depressive bouts, I have something to reference to remind me of home.
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