Wednesday, November 26, 2014


        Henry Miller wrote: "For Walt Whitman every day
                                        is Saturday afternoon."

      A friend of mine said: "I feel jealous when I read
                                            Whitman. He always seems
 to be feeling so damn good!"

Does  Walt, himself, ever speak of a secret?  Yes,
he does.  "Do I have a secret?" he asks.
"Yes, I do.  For the fifth month flowers have." 

"It is a painful thing to love a man or woman to          excess, and yet it satisfies,
        it is great,
But there is something else very great,
             it makes the whole coincide,
It, magnificent, beyond materials, with continuous 
                       hands sweeps and provides for all.

...Know you, solely to drop in the earth the germs
             of a greater religion.

                After the birth of Walt Whitman's "Leaves of Grass",
people born and bred in the West no longer needed
to travel to the East to gain wisdom.
                Walt had an awakening experience of some kind,
his whole book is a hymn to you and to the
magnificent "It" that carries us and makes 
the globe and the seas cohere.

               "Leaves of Grass" is a great ocean of a book,
but do not be intimidated. You can jump in anywhere
and emerge with a fish that can give your
life meaning.  

He's one of the few natural seers             
 we've had in the West.

Walt says:"There was never more inception than there is now,
Nor any more youth or age than there is now;
And will never be any more perfection than there is now,
Nor any more heaven of hell than there is now."( Song of Myself)

Then he adds "I AND THIS MYSTERY HERE WE STAND." (Capitals mine)
What Walt is getting at throughout the waves and rhythms of his work
is exactly the same truth the early Christians meditated in order to see.
Though Walt can make the whole business more fun.

"I pass death with the dying, and  birth with the
       new-washed babe
 ...... and am not contained between my hat and boots.

       "Do you think it's lucky to be born?' he asks,
"It's just as lucky to die and I know it."

"I am the mate and the companion of people, all
      just as immortal and fathomless  as myself; 
They do no know how immortal, but I know."

        As you read "Leaves of Grass" you'll find hints
and clues left there for you. It's an exciting read when
you figure out that you are finding the keys to
a puzzle. Walt's left 1000 hints for you, but it is
for you to find the meaning of the puzzle.

        When Walt says, "I stop somewhere waiting
for you," he's not kidding.

NOTE: The above is taken from a thesis on Walt Whitman,
by W.G.Milne called: "Walt Whitman, His Intricate Purpose."

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