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Walt Whitman’s Salute to the World
I chose you Walt because
You are the poet of the
future
In this garden the world is
New and ascending.
O to make the most jubilant
song!
Full of music, full of
Manhood, womanhood, infancy.
O to realize space!
The plenteousness of all
That there are no bounds
To emerge and be of the sky,
Of the sun and moon and
Flying clouds, as one with
them.
The Sun, and stars that
float
In the open air
I do not know what it is
Except that it is grand
And that it is happiness.
Whoever you are, the divine
ship
Sails the divine sea for
you.
Are he or she for whom the
Sun and moon hang in the sky
For none more than you are
the
Present and the past
For none more than you is
immortality.
I think I could stop here
Myself and do miracles
Why, who makes much of a
miracle?
As to me I know nothing else
but miracles.
Whether I walk the streets
of Manhattan
Or stand under trees in the woods
To me every hour of light
and dark is a miracle
The sea, the fishes that
swim, the
Motion of the waves, to me,
I know of nothing else but
miracles.
Flood-tide below me!
I see you face to face
Just as you are refreshed.
By the gladness of the river
And the bright flow,
I was refreshed.
O take my hand Walt Whitman
Such gliding wonders, such
Sights and Sounds.
What do you see Walt
Whitman?
Who are they you salute, and
They one after another who
Salute you?
You whoever you are!
And you of centuries hence
When you listen to me.
Health to you, Good will to
You all, from me and
America sent!
Each of us inevitable—
Each of us limitless—
Each of us with his
Or her right upon the Earth
Each of us here as divinely
As any is here.
My spirit has pass’d in
Compassion and determination
Around the Earth.
I have look’d for
Equals and lovers and have
Found them ready for me
In all lands
I think some divine rapport
Has equalized me with them.
I have taken my stand on
The high embedded roads
And run through all the
Rivers of the globe
Salut au Monde!
I salute you, O You
Wonderful World,
Salut au Monde!